Waiting for the west wind
To capture my thoughts
To take me with its flow
Over rivers, lands and huts
Let me wander day and
Night till I fade away
Over the hills where a
New wind will take away
My place and may flow
With more sweet feelings
Upon the hearts of people
Steady, cool and swelling
I will get lost somewhere
In a world not ever known
To any one and only it is said
The soul has gone to the heaven
The ultimate end of every soul, this is final destination who cares what happens once we leave the scene...A thought provoking poem.10/10
Yeah Sir. Thanks for giving your valuable time time Sir. Regards.
Marvelous poem so well worded, dear Anil. Exactly that flow.......the last stanza is tragic, saddest, I reckon. I have enjoyed this wonderful poem straight from your emotiv pen. Thank you so much for sharing. God's Blessings in Abundance. Amen.10+++++++++++for the Vote.
That is a great compliment Sylvia. Thanks for comment and rating.Gratitude.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
we come we live love and flow then one day we just go cyclic order since millennia all know
Yeah, that is the only truth Sir. Thanks for reading and comment. Gratitude.