That cloud, it grew, as it passed
Over sea, over beach, over valleys and hills…
And burgeoning with the heaviness
Of promise, or was it warning?
It arrived: longed for release.
As did she, looking upward
In empathy. Know the portent
Of that darkness, of that weight
Of expectation, of the helplessness
Of being left, to the
Winds of change.
And while she waited, it blew away.
Was blown away.
Looking longingly after it, she wished
She too could grow wings and follow;
That she too, whimsically could just
Up it and off.
A day later, she heard it rained
Where he was.
Unappeased, she forgave herself.
And waited for the next one.
17 July, 2012
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On a random thought, while gmail chatting with Soumya, about a cloud that did not rain here 🙂
Text below: Uncanny, the thought that it took me by the scruff and wrote itself here. 😀 The last line says I hoped to read it from him 😀
On 16 July, 2012:
“Soumya-Amused: :
and how is the weather there?
July 17, 2012 at 1:44 pm
he he I liked the chat.. but hey guys take all the rain from here , we have had so much of it .. dont want more .. we need the SUN please .. my plants are dieing because of excesss water..
SUN SUN please comeeeeeeee
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July 18, 2012 at 7:54 pm
Lol! Bikram, so let it be 🙂 that the rains shall cease henceforth for sometime in your place :D! Thank you 🙂
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July 23, 2012 at 12:32 pm
Bikram send some heavy ones to Delhi,its hot humid and the cloud is teasing but not a drop 😦
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July 17, 2012 at 2:50 pm
Nice! Here, in Chennai too, heavy clouds come and drift off giving us a sultry weather!
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July 18, 2012 at 7:54 pm
Usually, Sandhya, the rains gather intensity this time of the year! This year however, there seems to be a starting problem!
Thank you for your words!
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July 18, 2012 at 12:25 am
Thanks a lot for this ma’am. Can never thank you enough for including me and inspiring me in every way of your own poetic journey.
Coming to the poetry,
“Unappeased, she forgave herself.:”
Just gave a new dimension to the mood of the verse. Quite a line this. 🙂
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July 18, 2012 at 7:56 pm
Soumya, I should be thanking you for getting me to want to write again :D! So we’re even now 🙂 🙂
That line? I rather like it myself. 😀 😀 I dont really know what it’s doing there except that I rather really really like it 🙂 Thanks Soumya!
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July 18, 2012 at 8:06 am
Inspired by a chat! Wonderful. Like Soumya I feel the line, ““Unappeased, she forgave herself.:” gives it a whole new feeling 🙂
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July 18, 2012 at 7:57 pm
Thank you Shail! I’m surprised by that line too! 🙂 🙂
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July 19, 2012 at 4:21 pm
Still full of hope. Interesting! I feel I have witnessed the whole scene.
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August 5, 2012 at 10:04 am
Bindu, am sure you have 🙂 Thank you!
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July 23, 2012 at 12:34 pm
Beautiful but a sad feeling how cloud is testing us this time..sun still glaring and smirking often taunting ..did you think i would hide huh
ouch the never ending summer
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August 5, 2012 at 10:05 am
It is supposed to be monsoon here, Soma, but it just does not rain 😦
I too feel like saying ouch!
It’s going to be a long hard summer, if the clouds dont shower 🙂 So let us hope anyway!
Thank you!
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August 2, 2012 at 3:49 pm
Finally it’s drizzling here for 2/3 days looks we are going to be deprived this year. Nice poem.
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August 5, 2012 at 10:05 am
Indira, looks that way here too! Thank you for being here 🙂
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