jah Posted April 28, 2003 Think of a cloud... Every day when you wake up, Something else is waking, These are the clouds up in the sky, You cannot hear the noise they're making. Every day they glide around, Watching the people go by, The softness and sweetness of them, How they wish they were alive. So each day when the sun is hiding, And the clouds are all raining, Just respect them, they're allowed to let rip, Because of years and years of straining. Being a cloud isn't easy, You and me would never know, They float around, not making a sound, Just watch how slowly they go. They cannot walk, they cannot breathe, They sometimes want some life. So when it's raining and they're all straining Just imagine what it is like. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Lonely Posted April 28, 2003 sup sis, i would admit ..that poem was ..umm..how should i put it..."weird" no offence..after all i will never diss another persons work... well,take care, aiite. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Iffah Posted April 28, 2003 Hmmm..I can't really imagine what it's like to be a cloud. But that was a good piece Suhair...you've got a great imagination. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Miriam1 Posted April 29, 2003 that was nice SUHAIR,who knew brace face was a poet ..lonely how bout u try to think out of the box ! man the poem isnt really about a cloud, but a person who is having problems in life :rolleyes: . Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
