What ecstasy you've got into
Tumbling home, me and all you do
Frisky sometimes in perfect rhyme
Frowning sometimes in hassling mime
Breeziest breeze but not a gale
Brisk hurling litters all in bale
See, the surging sea..you're roaring
Upping, upping tides overlapping
See, the flying birds..you're pushing
Downing down in your tilting
See, the tottering trees..you're beating
Fluttering leaves in your strewing
See, the slamming doors..you're hitting
Drying clothes far in your tumbling
See, the swirling dust..you're rolling
Up and down all around you're spraying
What ecstasy you've got into
Dusting my eyes you're into
O'naughty Wind, South West Wind
I would say but at the end
Summer solace you are my friend
Soothing mercy o' you abound
O'Monsoon wind, South West Wind
So good, so good..yet dear friend
How would I say still at the end
'Hats off to you' o' naughty wind
Great rhyming couplets written........nature bound and inspiration with the season breeze...soothing piece with your nice poetic pictorial...10+++
dear indira....so much nostalgia....you brought bacck cherished memories of childhood amd of the village long gone past....those simple days and innocent forrays... superb ode to the monsoon plethora....the ambiense...the colors and the dynamism in our part of the world...monsoon is it, , that starts the year very nice cheers
aadi kathu...yes mam it is a solace in summer..the poem rocks with the wind...a lovely write mam
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I would like to translate this poem
Summer solace you are my friend Soothing mercy o' you abound ...nice, free flowing poem...liked it...