Windy Fright Poem by Puloq Arafat

She was shivering in a windy winter.
Lovely morning it was..
The morning was covered with gloomy fog.
Wind was full of clumsy crystal mist.
She was seated in the balcony.
This is her fancy place.
Her house is nearby the coast.
She can hear the sound of strong sea waves.
She feels it quite lovely.
From the balcony she was seeing the morning clouds.
Clouds were dancing slowly.
Sky was bit dry white mixed with blue.
She was gleaming on whispers of wind.
She left the place for a while.
Often she passes time in balcony..
But she is busy today in a clean waiting.
Time was going on.
The day didn't laugh.
And then raining outside heavily.
Still her soul-mate hasn't come home.
She was breathing a different scent of windy sea.
She went outside even facing thunderbolts.
Night appeared..still he didn't come.
High violent tides were roaring..
People were shouting.
She was in complete fright.
Was he dead?
Was she recalling that day's memory?
She was questioning herself.
She was murmuring the name of her husband!