Seema Jayaraman

Gold Star - 14,440 Points (24 Aug / Mumbai)

Wind On My Face - Poem by Seema Jayaraman

The feel of wind on my face
it barrels cold down on me
as I struggle with my pace
trotting the gentle slope
calls my feet on turf to prance

the wind so cool, created by my race
while not a strand stirs, breeze dead
today as I work to keep my place
the upcoming SCMM marathon
international juggernaut relay

I thank the sudden wind, rejuvenates
the gust uplifting, my collapsing sail
sound of my bones, as they bend
the wrench of muscles as they tear
all made worthwhile by this wind

Greeted thus, wind kissed cheeks
cool ministrations, body heat laced
My companion in labored rounds
cheer and freshness I taste
this breaking dawn, as I race
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Copyright ©Seema Jayaraman, Mumbai 18Nov2015 All Rights Reserved

Topic(s) of this poem: running

Form: Free Verse

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Barely able to launch myself off the bed early morning for a walk let alone preparing for a half-marathon less than two months away.. all my self promises went naught past few months... I continued to dream away poetry on my bed as the time raced by.. need extra pair of lungs, legs, muscles, haeomoglobin, and will power.. so God help.. but the feel of wind on my face awhen I do get to run is awwwww so cool....

Comments about Wind On My Face by Seema Jayaraman

  • Melvina Germain (12/5/2015 9:24:00 AM)

    Aww yes a lovely thing to do, out enjoying the breath and beauty of nature and that feeling of coolness from the touch of the wind, ummm how much more refreshing can life be. Amazing and soul touching poem Seema..... (Report) Reply

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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (11/18/2015 1:00:00 PM)

    Wind blows with imagery and touches face frequently. Wind too creates the race of life. Uplifting collapsing sail wind takes this life ahead. wind kisses with love and greet more and more. Very beautiful imagery is drawn and this is definitely a fantastic poem shared. Interesting. A rating of 10 is done for you in rating box. (Report) Reply

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (11/18/2015 12:12:00 PM)

    Very true at times it happens and one should not give up instead keep trying, the morning walk, run is so refreshing and the wind that touches our cheek is so cool and refreshing.....Really a nice poem with great imagery, Thanks for sharing a thought provoking poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 18, 2015

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