Clouds

I see unseen creatures in my eyes They have never ever told But their shapes and sizes amaze me Overwhelming like a joy Not a wedding nor a winter season But everything is filled with white A dreamy dress with a thick fluffy coat Though a fire ball smiles like a storm Near but ironically untouchable I fly but I don’t have any power Can smell but can’t be tasted by tongue At least I see its beauty – I am so proud! The best wonder is right up here Seeing myself flying with no wings Then I get to love this cloudy picture The world needs to see this perfect scene