Summoning Of Winds Poem by Aneendya Datta Gupta

Summoning Of Winds



In a dark winter dawn
The stars began to pale,
Suddenly I heard a whisper
OF the winds summoning me,
Then I flew through the woods
Over crunchy old leaves.
Sometimes I stumbled upon rocks
And dropped on my face,
But still hobbling and wobbling
By not bothering pain
I reached the winds
And helped them getting out the pain.

Thursday, March 10, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: wind,woods
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