Women And Clouds Poem by Mousumi Bhowmik

Women And Clouds



In every woman I see clouds -
Waterlogged clouds.
The cloud that is created by dissatisfaction,  
melts in the intense heat of a sharp sentence and shed tears.
Clouds and tears 
are a regular cycle in the mind.

That's why women can be called 
another abode of clouds.

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