Our lives are but clouds wandering across a sky
Restlessly drifting along with a tempestuous wind
Sometimes billowing puffed up sometimes thinned
Or grey with darkened streaks of lightning flashing by
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Beautiful comparison of human lives to wandering specks of clouds drifted across by the winds! We too are driven by the mighty hands of fate and as the clouds evaporate, we too dissolve and disappear one day! Great write!
And have dreams of wielding power prestige or of love But spare a thought for those with monotonous dread We all drift through this mortal life until we are dead And live in memories and history that once we were part of ...... great write, great expression. A beautiful and intensive poem you have composed successfully dear David sir, thanks for sharing. ....10
I was drawn to this beautifully written poem by Valsa's comments, Fully agree with her and I love your rhythm and rhyme. Thanks for sharing.