The Clouds

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
Another love poem, but no consistent rhyme scheme and this is more of a Classical/Romantic type of poem

Submitted: December 29, 2011

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Submitted: December 29, 2011




Love is a Cloud

A soft, pure mysterious object

Sometimes we see through them

Sometimes they bring upon rain

Sometimes they bring upon storms

Sometimes they’re big and puffy

Sometimes they’re wispy and faded

But, they all float

They’re always high in the sky

They’re always passing us by

They come in different colors and shapes

Sometimes they help us

Sometimes they hurt us

And looks deceive

They’re not solid

They float; made of many things

And we may not be caught by them

We pass through them

But who can say they lived

Without being caught by a cloud

After falling

Falling fast


In Love?

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