Monday, 17 April 2017

Clouds of memories




When cloud laughs 

I run fast 

Scared of the rain

Washing away the memories 

When sky rips open

Engulfing me with water

I lose my identity 

Freeing my memories 

With the wetness of love 

I laugh at them

Now they are the cloud 

I am the sky

Untouched by time



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4 comments:

  1. Prasanna Harihar17 April 2017 at 10:46

    Merge with everything in nature

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  2. parth25 June 2017 at 19:51

    Narayana namaskaram.madam I used to read your comments and questions in mokshaclub.wordress.com now a days I don't see anything from you. Your poem gives the impression you could gain self-knowledge.pranam

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  3. parth25 June 2017 at 20:00

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