Croud of Clouds

In the blue sky
I saw clouds fly
And I saw
Many figures carved out
Some resembled elephant
Some resembled palaces
And some giant faces
Some were like hills
The cluster of many a cloud
Shining bright and thundering loud
With joys, it fills
And food for my imagination
And source of inspiration
For poet, painter and writer
Who sketches there figures
Who is this mysterious painter
Living in the abode of cloud
And hiding from the crowd
Of people on the Earth
Smiling with mirth

Shashikant Nishant Sharma 'साहिल'