Word Cloud

i dont even know
why do i write-
words, i exhale
into the air
to diasppear
like vapour
in an empty space
for them to float as cirrus
high up in the sky,
moving freely in space.

But if the earth beckons,
what then?
They touch down in a valley
as nimbus
and fall as rain.






Poetry by Sona The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2025-04-01 at 18:00

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
Very interesting poem, Sona. Love the metaphor of cloud. Blessings, Allen
2025-04-01


shells
I really enjoyed this and the weather concept, you may touch down on Poetbay anytime.
2025-04-01