Rainless Clouds Comments

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Sometimes odd shapes clouds float untiringly but do not provide rain. So also love flies in the sky of life but doesn't get its hope. A beautiful metaphorical poem shared amazingly.10

Wow! This poe is really beautiful.Clouds are like love...

This poem speaks volumes! Infertile clouds are not likely to give birth to cooling showers! They come arousing hopes in us! The parched lands look up to get drenched in rain! But shattering all hopes, they come and vanish! Love too can be like this! Through the image of clouds, you have conveyed the onset of love, the false hope it gives and finally its sudden waning! 10++++++

P: S: I also loved the suggestive title - the 'rainless clouds' almost hint at the fact that there is a yearning for love in the speaker, who hopes that love will pour upon her much like showers in the monsoon. A wonderful poem filled with suggestive analogies and images. Thanks for sharing ma'am: -)

(continued) The poem weaves together these threads to paint a picture of love, loss, and loneliness. A brilliant exhibition of poetic expression Miss Irfan. Thanks for sharing.

This is really beautiful. I love how you create two different analogies within your poem - one of the scattered clouds being like 'insomniac dreams' - which probably suggests either thoughts while awake at night or maybe even nightmares that disturb a proper sleep. And these are related to the second simile that of silently disappearing love.

Often love flies in the skiy of life like rainless clouds but it goes back in the same manner as it had come. It's not love it's just a moment of attraction.

Part 2 Every line in the poem has something new to tell me. My heart leaps from my chest... Something amiss! ! ! A 10 is nothing before this beauty. Onto MyPoemList so that I am reminded to come back for a re...

Hi Nosheen Wow! The mildly melancholic statement at the start of the poem slowly develops and culminates into a sudden sob in the last line. The rainless disappearing clouds are very interesting and appropriate metaphor for unfulfilled love. The disappointment they impart, though not unexpected, is severe. (Continue)

That last line says it all. Beautiful image. (10)

A wonderful poem with an apt graphic and title. Yes, love usually comes and goes silently, but creating havoc in unprepared minds at times, leaving trails of turmoil behind.

beautiful poem about clouds

Well written and obviously from experience. The last line was a beautiful addition.

Dear Nosheen, such a lovely poem👍👍👍

Nosheen, a beautiful write.+++10 Robert