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
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