West Wind Poem by Thupuhu D Vaddeo

Wild wavy west wind;
Joyously teasing lily garden of my beloved,
Blushing darling baby buds we love,
Tearing tender sprouts-thy flappy wing.

Come not now! She'll soon blast to bloom.
Yet, unruly swain! Came heaving dew at the peep of sun;
To thirst the buds in noon late sun
Lulling lushly flowers asleep when she'd promised early bloom.

Like a swarm of locus,
Upon a mass of fresh foliage, rustling chorously
or as February on spine pine lanky leaves whizzing violently
Go back! Wild wavy west wind.

Gone, when hues encloses the valley,
We weep and wait to wave you,
Spring fragrance await to waft with you.
Come! Dance my darling girl's lily.