Very vastly I feel this wind
Blowing mind with vision tells
Sweetness is the key of life
By touch I feel lovely wish.
Wind is blowing to sing near
Whispering words birds fly
Far sky is very clear to hope
Many poets like sky as paper.
They think trees are pen and
Ocean water is ink we drop
Writing natural poems are read
By this wind we feel sweetness.
Poems float on webs of wind
At the same moment in each side
Every corner of world is wonder
So sweet wind carries letters.
Trees are pen and ocean is considered a sink. How wonderful your mind is! You have reflected nice philosophy.
Poems float on webs of wind At the same moment in each side Every corner of world is wonder So sweet wind carries letters. poems that is in the heart and thinking is floating on webs of wind. thank u dear < Kumaramani.. tony
Sweetness of breezy wind we feel. We feel tender touch too. With nice painting of words you have written a lovely poem.
Nature has everything to stimulate a poet's mind! The sky is like a scroll of paper spread wide, the trees are like pens and the water is like ink! Thus Nature itself scripts poetry! Only a man of great imagination can conceive of such images! A 10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Wonderful imagery about the magic show enacted by nature. Everything needed for writing a poem is provided by nature in the shape of sky, trees and ocean. With these implements in our hands, we can imagine the sublimation of an eternal poetry. Thanks, Kumarmani ji. Many poets like sky as paper. They think trees are pen and Ocean water is ink we drop