Affair With The Wind Poem by Brian Jani

Affair With The Wind

Rating: 3.7

Pan head
My pan head
Mine you are
And Yours I am
Been we have
To Lands the mind has only tried to imagine
Together barriers we shatter, lands we conqure
Diamond studded paths we pioneer
Up dangers spine were an impulse
For now time is a snail we have salted
In your belly Thunder gods creed
Their symphony you conduct
The sole genre my ears crave
Friendship with wind we have forged
Her cheeky slap We've savoured
Adrenaline is your blood
Mine drowns in yours
My pupils gape wide as the sky
Devouring the velvet Horizons

Nothing is in our way, invincible we enthrone our selves
Till snails platinum trail ticks once more
Gallant steed I call you.
You and I, flesh and iron, 'manchine'.

Sunday, April 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: friendship
This poem was fueled by my live for bikes
Musfiq Us Shaleheen 13 July 2014

excellent poem brain... i liked the way you write, a nice fashion and beauty

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Ramesh Rai 30 June 2014

A good poem. Keep writing

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar 27 June 2014

the last para striking

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wow! , I like it too: -)

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Salini Nair 16 July 2014 it

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S H 11 May 2023

Creative poetry.

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Miss Ann Thropy 27 October 2022

I don't get it. What the heck is a Pan Head in lines one and two? Maybe more extensive poet's notes are in order.

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Nosheen Irfan 02 October 2022

Excellent inking! Creativity at its peak!

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Chinedu Dike 26 October 2021

A beautiful creation nicely brought forth with artistic brilliance.

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Fantone Mdala 12 May 2019

check out my poems as well

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