kumolu ayowale


The Western Wind. - Poem by kumolu ayowale

The western wind
so hot for me to bear
so cold for me to fear
the brat icared for
caried away by the wind
too haevy for me to carry
too light for me to leave
weighty as an iron rod
free from the control of human

The western wind!
the cold in it i adore
the heat in it i can't absorb
fresh to change a rough life
swift and calm do i admire it
the passion in it do i aspire
the joy in it do i require
too expensive for me acquire
though it is my greatest desire
to be carried away by the swift western wind
and never to return

The western wind! !
of which affection tends to be hot
but whose attention seems to be cold
it brought me to a junction of faint decision
I do not know which path to tread
The western wind
my greatest desire and my highiest panic.

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Comments about The Western Wind. by kumolu ayowale

  • Rookie - 43 Points Obinna Eruchie (7/11/2009 10:53:00 AM)

    That is more like love that gives you both pain and pleasure at the same time, interesting to read. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 10, 2009



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