
Tiny Cloud
Hiding in plain sight
In our mind’s sky
Clouds are our dreams
Though we rarely look above
Skies don’t remain our skies for long
Taken over by clouds
One can hardly recognise
For people keep on pushing their own
Unto our open skies
They don’t want to stop us from dreaming
Rather want us to dream even more
Though some unknown alien dreams
That they contrive
Those alien dreams turning into our own
Eventually
©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar

Lovely poem and visuals in your poetry
Thanks Sadje
You’re welcome 😉