Poem - 5 | July 2025

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Cloud Fairy 



MONALISA Pahari 

Paschim Medinipur, West Bengal


 

Morning and evening, stuck indoors, 
Face buried in a book 
Can one really enjoy this life? 
Does it bring any joy, any look? 
 
Math, geography, and grammar 
All so heavy on my head! 
Homework isn’t even finished, 
So I wail and moan instead. 
 
Peeking in through the window 
Is the naughty cloud fairy, 
Waving her hand, she calls me, 
“Come, let’s play—don’t tarry!” 
 
The southern breeze gives a twirl 
To the flowers in the pot, 
And brushes against me too 
By wish, or maybe not. 
 
Suddenly, my heart takes flight 
Floating with that breeze, 
And blends with the cloud fairy 
Beyond the sky, with ease. 


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