Cotton Clouds

I have been trapped in my home for ages
When one day, I decided to go down for cycling
I looked up at the sky and I saw you
I don’t know how but my gaze had fixed upon you
You looked like cotton floating in air
You looked so surreal-
high up in the sky and just enough for my imagination to touch you and feel a bit of the cotton mush.
I saw you floating, you looked as soft as cushion
I could feel how heavenly your body looked, as I admired you, I saw how you blushed.

I felt I could reach you.
I stretched my hand, trying to grab you
Trying to feel a bit of the cotton-like-thing you are
But all my hands grabbed was empty air,
No matter how far I tried to stretch
I turned away disappointed
But your sight made me smile, yet again.
I kept gazing for as long as I could
I could see a bit of myself in you
I know that’s odd- but it’s also true
I could see formations engraved in you
And how they kept changing as I shifted my view.

Picture from Pinterest

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I wrote this in response to the Thursday Poetry Competition. And I won! I nominate you all for the Penable Award. You can answer any 3 of the following questions-

1. What motivates you?
2. What food could you eat for the rest of your life?
3. If you could live anywhere, where would it be?
4. All time favorite desert?
5. What genre of books is your favorite?
6. What TV shows are really old, but you still enjoy watching?

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