Wind! A faithful friend! of
Winsome, tall, green coconut trees,
Whispering sweet messages in secret,
Whistling away joyful, romantic tunes,
Wishful Palms enjoying the breezy song!
When the wind talks, laughs and plays
Winding its way in spiral and wavy curves,
Wrapping and embracing the branches,
While the leaves flutter and dance, That's
When a new territory of the breeze and trees, was born!
Word went round the coastal state of a new place,
Wondrous land of ‘kera' or ‘coconuts' that nourish,
Wind rolled, tossed and turned the name to ‘Kerala'!
Wonderful land of nature, gods and goddesses,
Winning all the way into the hearts of the people!
Wow, I can not help but to say wow! I love the graphic you add, a very beautiful landscape
Wonderful poem well written of a beautiful place 5stars
Beautiful depiction of God's own country. Loved it completely 👌
The beauty of Kerala has been wonderfully painted on the canvas of this marvelous poem. Brilliantly expressed poem. Top Marks! !
fell in love with your descriptives of the wind--you nailed the subtle and the vibrant differences--you are a close kin to the things of nature---5 stars
Wow! That's incredible. Wind rolled, tossed and turned the name 'kera' to ‘Kerala'!
And added with a very impressive photograph, loveliest!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Kerala is top coconut producing state of country! I love the beauty of this state and its beautiful people. This is a wonderful poem.