Vanilla cloud

Vanilla cloud

A Poem by black.butterfly



Vanilla cloud


There is absolutely nothing I hate

More than standing out in a crowd.

I would rather just read or wait

And daydream on a vanilla cloud.


My path is very simple and straight,

I want to speak to my heart out-loud.

Did the world somehow become late?

I cannot hear a single sound.


I lose the track of time, so proud,

Existing here by a mood-swing of fate.

My body breathes this air because it’s allowed,

While my mind drifts, since freedom is great.



© 2010 black.butterfly

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Very carefree. Relaxing, mildly drifting. I love your choice of words in this.

My favorite lines:
I lose the track of time, so proud,
Existing here by a mood-swing of fate.

The image of a vanilla cloud is reminiscent of Owl city's Vanilla Twilight-- ever heard of it? Wonderful song. Such is your poem. Good write.

Posted 13 Years Ago

I've not considered a cloud to be 'vanilla' before. I too hate crowds, and so I agree with the tone of your piece. I will admit to being confused by the 'Did the world somehow become late?' line as well.

Posted 13 Years Ago

awww. it was short and to the point. very nice job. keep on writing!

Posted 13 Years Ago

Nicely written poem. It has a style and rhythm that "walks" you through each line leading you through the path of the story.

One line I didn't quite understand. "did the world somehow become late?" Late for what? How does a world become late? Not being facetious, truly, I just don't understand it.

Posted 13 Years Ago

I agree with you. I rather walk in the peace and quiet then in a mist of a thousand people. Poem is beautiful. I like the feel and the ending. Freedom is missed when we don't have it no more. A excellent poem.

Posted 13 Years Ago

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Added on May 7, 2010
Last Updated on May 7, 2010
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