Clouds…

clouds

When I was young…
My best fanticies would come from clouds….
On a cloudy day..
I loved spending a long time looking at them and using all my imagination to build up stories around the figures… I saw forming from the clouds…
It always made me feel lively…
I always used to wish..
For a home above them…
And laying and travelling on clouds…
And hoped…
May my life someday become a fairytale….

Now that I am grown…
I dont fanticies so..
But still looking at them…
Makes me feel so of home..

I still love watching them and guessing figures out of them..
They can show you everything you want..
Whether a horse..
A father and daughter..
A house..
A force..
A sea…
God…
A Chariot….
A snow ball…
A lad…
And a lots more….

–juhi

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She..

girl-07

Her eyes do all the talking..

Listen if you can..

Her gestures write it all..

Read if you can..

Her presence fills up the environment ..

Smell if you can..

Her smile spreads all the warmth..

Feel if you can..

Her existence builds up a story..

Un-reveal it  if you can…

–Juhi