The Bride Of The Cloud Poem by Imran Islam
The Bride Of The Cloud
The black clouds are playing in the sky
and the cold wind is rising in the high.
If it will rain today I'll enjoy raindrops
I will take it happily in happiness!
The bride of the cloud weeps for the green trees
and the village forest wears wet clothes
Today, the rain loves the mountains and fields.
The shower washes the dust of the gardens
Today, restless souls are in a state of bliss!
Everything is silent with the raindrops
I'm sitting in the window and enjoying rains!
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5/21/2024 2:06:02 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The bride of the cloud weeps for the green trees and the village forest wears wet clothes Today, the rain loves the mountains and fields..../// beautiful cloudy imagery; enjoyable; I enjoyed your written feelings