The summer breeze is at my door
Shedding leaves across the floor
Dryness is creeping into my soul
And my heart is burning as a whole
Day is long as the sun fully controls
The sweat drop starts to roll
Summer breeze don't be harsh
Softly caress with your warmth
This beautiful poem traverses the seasonal changes stylishly.
Hi Rini, In the hot (and sultry in Kerala) , summer, a little breeze is most welcome. Lovely poem.
Softly caress with your warmth! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
The summer breeze is now too hot, a moderate weather we all need. A nice poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very beautiful poem, Rini! Hopefully the Summer Breeze will heed your words, and obey, and not be harsh!