I knew I was wrong
In my perception
Only when I noticed the wind
Take a turn southwards,
Even as I thought
I was following her
On close heels,
As the shadows vouchsafed,
To find now she has gone far,
Though I could have caught up with
What I thought was my chance,
But for this tricky wind
That played thick,
Between me and my thinking,
Making me wonder how could wind
Play out the role of mirage,
In my sand-less waterless desire land…
Oh the wind loves to play so much, lucky the chosen ones, if they can feel the hint. I also feel sometimes that wind may be way much more than human mind could ever understand... As always dear friend your poems brings to function my morning still sleeping brain. Thank you!
Loved this thoughtful write dear poet. Merry Christmas to you. Stay always happy and blessed.
Making me wonder how could wind Play out the role of mirage, In my sand-less waterless desire land… I guess the wind can play mirages too, I love the imagery your words paint in this lovely poem. Big 10+++
A lovely imagery where you expressed your doubts and the behavior of changing wind which puts you in a dilemma.
Hello poet friend Kesav. Great imagery and wonderful poem, I enjoyed. I have been away awhile and wanted to thank you for your great support on my poetry in the past. Happy New Year! Loyd
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Skeptical write and a wonderful read indeed!