a rapturous moment
a dull moment
as the little flower is dwindled by the wind
a dance it does to greet the music of wind
as a scruples storm would bring down to sand
even a tall standing tree.gets..a sad end
we do have all of it within
the joy and the pain all within
a caressing touch from within
a hurting blow from within
feelings or emotions we call it
mirth and joy it would bring
anger and despair a reverse swing
as the wind picks up all in its way
to lose its natural self...so
a pollution of all we become
when these feelings come
a wind within us
these emotions
The rapturous moment the wind has created is well brought out here.
Ah! Again I say what thoughts, new light or should I say a new wind! I used to think of wind as cleansing spirit, now I recollect the dust it blew around me before the rain, yes the wind collects everything in its way clearing a path making away with old thoughts, ideas and feelings. Yes, like a wind we also gather a lot but does it only pollute - doesn't it pollinate [creat new life] sometime? Angel
hey sir! ! ! this is sort of a cool write indeed! ! ! liked it very much... great one to relax my mind! ! thanks for this one 10++ with love shan
breaths of wind painted by your emotion..very thoughtful and meditative piece.thanks for sharing.
A meaningful interpretation of wind linked to human emotions. clever write! : -)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice words on emotions - the wind feels like it