Saurabh Som

Rookie (16/11/1987 / Kolkata)

The North Wind... - Poem by Saurabh Som

It's getting late....
Grief so thick, .....can touch
My Tattered fate
So very tattered, that It larches

My time under Sun,
It's long gone
Time for me to leave
Just remember, someone
Brought you to dawn
So that you could believe...

I'm a gust of north wind
That stayed too long
Refreshing lives
And singing the song
So that you could believe...

I served my purpose
Gave you the lift
Loved you till
There was nothing left

So.... bye my love
Smile for me... one last time
The sky is waiting....
For me to storm in.....
To destroy, create and.....
Be sublime.....


Comments about The North Wind... by Saurabh Som

  • (4/7/2008 1:49:00 PM)


    wow, this is amazing! you've got beautiful descriptive wording here, very powerful! :) (Report) Reply

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  • (4/6/2008 12:55:00 PM)


    For me to storm in.....
    To destroy, create and.....
    Be sublime.....

    beautiful expression and personification in a classical style...as shelley's west wind the north wind had a purpose... liked it..
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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 4, 2008



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