Who came to me with the monsoon clouds,
Without any thunders only birds' applauds,
Feathers when clapped like palms of a child,
Winds adding something to a love so wild,
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Each word was the sound-equivalent of an experience, It is mantra, the compulsion to create a mental image....Lovely poem with creative title....100++
So beautiful........................................................
Beautiful write from your poetic pen. Lovely imagery throughout with a very enticing title.10
Monsoon clouds are amazing in imagery. Birds'message is wonderfully read. Following the life taught by imagery is amazing. Very wisely penned poem is shared here.10