avatarSomsubhra Banerjee

Summary

The web content is a poetic exploration of cumulonimbus clouds, personifying them as they experience the sky, anticipate rain, and interact with human interpretations.

Abstract

The text presents a free verse poem that delves into the life and journey of cumulonimbus clouds. These clouds, driven by the wind, are depicted as sentient beings awaiting the release of rain with a sense of relief. The poem captures their whimsical transformations as seen from the ground, where onlookers perceive various shapes and faces in the clouds, including a dragon. The clouds themselves question their existence, wondering if they are more than just clouds. The poem concludes with the clouds' rain not falling where expected, adding an element of unpredictability to their nature. The piece also extends gratitude to Dr. Mehmet Yildiz and the editorial team at Illumination for their contribution to the publication.

Opinions

  • The clouds are personified with human-like emotions, such as anticipation and relief.
  • The poem suggests a playful interaction between the clouds and human observers, highlighting the imaginative nature of cloud gazing.
  • There is a sense of wonder and self-awareness as the clouds question their identity beyond their physical form.
  • The unpredictability of nature is emphasized by the rain not falling where initially anticipated.
  • The poem conveys a sense of gratitude and recognition towards the creators and editors of the publication for their role in bringing such creative works to light.

Cumulonimbus clouds

a free verse poem on a cloudy affair

Photo by Arthur Goldstein on Unsplash

cumulonimbus clouds, floating in the sky, pushed forward by a train of winds, waiting for the thunderclap, they’d be relieved, and down would go, the infinite globules of rain!

cumulonimbus clouds, they look below, a pair of inquisitive eyes, jumping and shouting happily, it’s the face of a man, upside down, another pair shouts, it’s a dragon, emitting fire! they look at each other, are we really clouds?

cumulonimbus clouds, they keep floating on, the thunderclaps happen finally, and down went the fresh blob, but not where it was supposed to, in the first place!

Thank you to Dr. Mehmet Yildiz, for starting this publication and the entire team of editors at Illumination.

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