Silky Breeze Poem by aryaindia india

Refreshing silkenness in your endurance


Like a breeze that refreshed
Soft whisper did enmesh
A mind so generous
I'm bewildered, I so guess

You seemingly, that true
My mind it thinks of you
Just sleeping or awake
Continue that dream state

And wherever I go
This one thing you must know
I fail to undertand
This thought process - my mind

In circumstancs new
I wobble with no cue
The rawness of your style
I cannot help but smile

In wondrous times of truth
I stand up to salute
The silken want of youth
I find it, nail and tooth

In everything I do
So much to spell a few
The agonies of mind
I set it stall behind

Then everything anew
I seek to hold, renew
The freshness of the hour
Makes nature stand cover

By aryaindia


Author's comments:
Awareness of blessings.