oh wind where do you go
before the dawn
oh wind where do you go
before the dawn
to return a newly born
oh wind where do you bathe
before the dawn
oh wind what is this odourless perfume
you wear every morn
oh wind where is your dressing room
is it near or far....your dressing room
Very graceful and charming. Exceptional, Samanyan. Warm regards, Sandra
very very well thought out poem! sweet rendering! enjoyed reading it!
Wow.. nice question...if you get an answer do share it with me.
I am a lover of the breeze too! Pls read few of my The Magic in the Breeze - a collection of about 60 - 70 short poems, out of which I've uploaded only 18 till date. But, as always, your thought line is a unique tangent! Angel
What a wonderful take... Yes.. we do adore the flow of wind But this imagination... wah.. just superb. Very sweet write. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a unique theme with regards to nature...winds a subject by most a refreshing to write...well done...10