Clouds - Poem by Fahim Sayed
Flying in the air
Through childhood fantasies,
Making friends with clouds
I recall those memories.
These snowy magical things,
Floating above us all
Who made them?
And how do they crawl.
I see them bringing the thunder,
I see them bring the rain,
They make an amazing sight,
Now; I see them face to face
Tempted to hug them; an embrace,
I wish I could float with them,
Perhaps challenge them for a race.
Get them to play,
Songs of peace we’ll sing,
Hopping from one to another,
And on the smallest I’ll swing.
Pity, this experience is not possible;
without commercial aid.
I wish my body could fly;
as my imagination does.
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