Clouds Poem by Nafisa SB

White fluffy clouds of silvery sheen
Which in the sky, are off and on, seen
Capture the heart of people of every race
And with their snow-like whiteness, do, the onlookers, daze.

The unknown abysses in which the ‘copters venture
Offer a wide scope of delight to the passenger
Sometimes we find the clouds are a dull grey
But even then, they easily, its enchantment on us, lay

Clouds are of countless shapes and size
If one looks like a frog, the other a block of ice
Whilst some of the clouds are vast and huge
And offer from the heat, constant refuge

Others seem as hollow as a tube
And some take forms of circles and of cubes..
We find them in different shapes and size
And they are always a sight for sore eyes

Large black clouds that are messengers of rain
Come in tangled masses that bedazzle the brain
Whilst their serene counterparts are always fresh and bright
And when the snow falls, it looks like a world gone white

The clouds that are found at night on high
Look like an artist's smattering on the sky
We see that clouds are always pretty to behold
And are glorified and praised by people young or old.