Don't you know my heavy heart
My dear friend, oh wind
Its dark mystery inside
My dear friend oh wind
My plea to the rising sun
To light the dark mystery
Is of no response and help
Pressing down my kids in dark
The fallen blue on my breast
Makes my heart so agonised
When I do befriend the land
For a support and relief
I'm chucked back cluttered so much
Hindered and abused I'm friend
Blow, blow low or high oh wind
Allay, appeasemy hurt heart
My dear friend oh wind blow, blow
Low or high I sob and sigh
Hiss or roar, my words to Him
Ceaseless, my dear wind you blow
Ceaseless, my heart vacillates
Hiss or roar, my way I quest
This is so beautiful. I am simply touched and in awe with the plea of a grieving human heart that your poem reflects. Who could be a better listener than that blowing wind or a better guide than that rising sun.
My plea to the rising sun To light the dark mystery This sums up the poem. Heart touchy and sensitive.
Heart is like ocean where there is full of mystery. A great philosophical write duly presented. Thank u dear madam for sharing this beautiful poem with us.
My dear friend oh wind blow, blow Low or high I sob and sigh Hiss or roar, my words to Him........utterly sensational! It's rally a fabulous poem dear madam....I loved reading each line of this song of Ocean! Stay always happy and blessed dear madam.....(10) ........Dillip
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Reading this, I feel the rhythm of the undulating waves of the ocean and hear the soft hiss of the wavelets and it slowly rising into a deafening crescendo as the wavelets grow into billows! Beautiful song of the ocean! (10)