wind's tale
Literature, Love, Nature

Murky Clouds

Gentle translucent dew drops

brought along murky clouds

on grey chariots of northern winds

taking me in their mighty clutches 

tossing, spinning me to the

dimensions of the other world, 

as rays of amber Sun descended

on the eclipsed horizons, the  

mighty chariots of Northern winds  

froze in eternity and I once again

came back from the hell! 

29 thoughts on “Murky Clouds”

    1. I’m glad Ivor that you found it so! While penning this poem the thought of chariots pop up so penned in my poem πŸ™‚ ! Truly appreciate your kind remarks!

  1. Great poem.

    I also loved that line about “mighty chariots of Northern winds”.

    The poem has an otherworldly quality of mythological and unseen realms to it which of course is right up my alley.

    1. Thanks Count, when I was penning poem the thought of chariot on winds came to my mind, I couldn’t help but write about it! I know you enjoy myth and legend and I’m totally honored that I could impress you 😁 .There is something about the unseen realms that seem to excite me πŸ™‚

    1. Ramyani I’m really honored with your kind words, I’m glad my words resonate with you. You made my day πŸ™‚

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