An Unreal World Poem by Prachi Agrawal

On constantly observing
The clouds in the sky
With the flow of wind
I saw the shapes
They made by.

So beautifully formed
And so skillfully rubbed
Again a fresh image occurred
Molding by the way of air
They were so delightfully paired.

I imagined the way it looked
It seemed like a world
So well puffed
A flow of breeze
Took me into that heaven
I was so hilariously shaken.

Then suddenly a storm came
And I lost all that fame
The sky was so much clear
All the clouds ran away with fear
I was left alone up there
Still trying to wake up and dare.