Ephemeral Human’s Disposition

Clouds float and disappear from my spectrum
Not all necessarily going to rain
But they all appear in an amazing train
I merely enjoy their motion at random!

The visuals of clouds are having huge appeal and excite my cerebral to foment
I often carried away by their presence in the firmament
I failed to focus on any particular object
Always having the disposition to embrace rejection!

But clouds sometimes cause huge mayhem in human’s available milieu
Bolt from the blue too can take a toll on numerous lives and force to change our usual hue
Hardly it gives us time to ponder
How it originates to cause such abrupt disaster!

I really get amazed to observe the cloud’s journey
The speed they dispense is beyond human’s comprehension to make a cacophony
But the cloud’s clap produces a huge sound
Sometimes make us joyous to celebrate in chorus in the ground!

I am in a quandary
Sound or light, which one is secondary
Both are having an effect in my brain
I evolve and proceed in my inherent frame!

Sometimes cloud navigates me
My harvests are the fecundity that I enjoy in serendipity
My yields are mere blessings of cloud
Which I cannot rule out
I am obsessed to celebrate cloud
As it only soothes my desire in loud
Hardly I care
How cloud too can ruin many with its intriguing affair!

In social life, I truly cannot stick to any certain belief
My notion is continuously changing in accordance with my available social fabric
Myriad is accompanying me in my journey
Life thus proceeds with amazing harmony!

Conflicts, chaos, and sustainability
All we experience in our lives brief journey
But the only reality is we humans exist
Paving many extinct from nature’s floor like a heist!

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Debasish Majumder
Debasish Majumderhttps://allpoetry.com/Debasish_Majumder
I Debasish Majumder, hailing from Kolkata, State: West Bengal, Country: India, born in a middle-class family in the year 1965 and brought up in an environment extremely favorable for me to garner knowledge from people from various walks of life. Their lives and livelihood are of immense gravity to me as I considered myself as a fortunate one to be facilitated to interact with those who possessed multi-faceted experience and thrived vigorously in their respective fields. Since my schooling as well the path of my studies till I completed my graduation in humanities and thereafter working in various organizations has enabled me to get hands-on experience about the twist and turns of life where I observed the plight of myriad who are economically vulnerable and how they combat the life and even capable to enjoy the every drop of it without complaining about their state. Since my childhood, my passion for the English language and English literature enabled me to explore the world in and around me out of fabulous authors and their valuable renditions which even unveiled front of me the true picture of nature and how it is now confronting peril out of greedy few sharks in the veil of few humans obliterating the very essence of humane! Their works encouraged me to pen down articles, short stories, and poems with my little ability and I have already had a number of paperback editions of my compilation of short stories and poems which are now available on Amazon and other global sites. My alacrity for learning regarding nature as well the society along with the people who are considered as the most precious imperative for us to be enriched. I am blessed by innumerable notable thinkers and philosophers whose works appealed to me enormously, and even helped me to shape up myself by virtue of their expressions. I am having little capacity to translate the reflections of the present society, precisely for the acumen of a myriad of learned persons who have helped me to widen my vista with their wisdom and wide array of knowledge. My sincere effort was navigated by those enlightened persons and I tried with my best of ability to reflect on the scenario I have observed in the journey of my life.


  1. How can one not think of Joni Mitchell after reading your poem, Debasish?

    “Rows and floes of angel hair
    And ice cream castles in the air
    And feather canyons everywhere
    I’ve looked at clouds that way

    But now they only block the sun
    They rain and snow on everyone
    So many things I would have done
    But clouds got in my way

    I’ve looked at clouds from both sides now
    From up and down, and still somehow
    It’s cloud illusions I recall
    I really don’t know clouds at all”