CLOUD
Breeze moves the Cloud,
all heavy; yet so light.
relenting to the adequacy of wind,
without any fight.
Copious droplets of water,
yet so subtle.
gets annihilated cause of its own goodness,
no foes; no battle.
Defeated it lives, albeit,
got power to cloak Sun.
giving goodness. Aloofness in infinity;
receives nothing in return.
Gargantuan, into droplets. From sky
it hits the ground.
getting crushed by foot of mortals,
tiny, weak, timid, alone; all around.
But like Phoenix from ashes,
'He' rises from its own grave.
like warrior begins afresh; and becomes
synonym of Grit and synonym of Brave.
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ReplyDeleteHmmm....not a bad way to explain the water cycle. But the clouds are not all goody goody. Lets not forget the wrath it unleashes through lightning strikes, like a saint hiding a dagger under his cloak.
ReplyDeleteOnce an engineer always an engineer.
ReplyDeletebrother its a artistic and creative take on clouds.
but thanks indeed for your appreciation.
beautiful! keep it up!
ReplyDeleteI thought you were an engineer who is also an artist but may be its the other way round. I'm not complaining though. keep up the beautiful work.
ReplyDeleteYou got me. I admit that i am first a creative person and an Engineer lastly.
ReplyDeletethanks sanchita
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