Cloud Poem by Saroj Padhi

A cluster of wet desires on float
bent on whetting the thirst
of the Earth and the sky
in form of heaven's high drink
its soft cotton body for fairies
like pillows galore lie
as they on wings downwards sink
on boats of air in multiple hues
under the canopy of a sun
to dance in endless fun
we also love it in its hue and cry
as it breaks into drops
rushing to kiss seedlings
that under brown earth lie
you form the luscious breasts of the sky
for flow from which we mortals pine and die.