The clouds beckoned and waved,
They had a sweet message to tell,
These clouds were neither dark or fearsome,
They were pure white, bubbles of effervescence,
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Nice and cute poem on clouds of COONOOR, thank you mam.
You have picked up a chunk of the entire scene offered by the hills of Coonoor in the form of clouds which 'were pure white, bubbles of effervescence' floating unmindful of the otherwise daunting hills all around. Next, it is the exquisite use of personification which lends the poem its unique beauty. Thanks a lot, Geeta ji.
Mystical are its look Floating like a boat In an ocean of beautiful color Shading the nature under Shadowing the sun above Lovely are they Painting the blue sky. Well written words. Lovely.