I can still feel you, o Wind
The fleeting glances
The nightly sojourns
from a caring touch
to a loving embrace
I can still see you, o Wind
rushing past, looking back
filling me up to let me dry
lolling around in the gardens
flying around the whole world
I can still recall, o Wind
those private moments
from atop the hills of Vizag
to the jain temples of Abu
moments that i cherish even now
I do remember you, o Wind
at times so angry
to knock me down
at times so willing
to hold me up
under different skies, i met You
dawn-fresh red and lazy noon white
young nightly black and cool evenin'blue
in the grounds of a Ba'hai temple
and again in the resorts at Munnar
But do I know you, o Wind
do you really see me?
faceless yet facing me
pointless yet pointing away from me
what is thy will, o heavenly Wind?
9 comments:
Wow! That was really cool! Can almost feel the wind in my face...but instead of drying it, its dehydrating me...thanx to delhi's scorching summers!
By the way, really nicely written!
Arvind ?
guys guys, pls don't misunderstand my innocent-seeming-yet-mischievous roomy, viz., Rahul above. I'm wholly heterosexual, as i assume Arvind is too.
don't get me wrong, i wanted to bring out a personification of Wind, not Vind!!!
@Mirage Hey thanx man! glad somebody other than me finds it decent.
You encounter me fr the first time in a month - and u ostracize,berate and ridicule me ..... in front of a twinkie who "likes k3g"!!!! sob sob ....
dude - seriously - i have no idea how the fuck was that a "oh so cool comment".First my stories were "oh-so-cool", now my comments too suffer from the same stigmata ???? Holy fuck batman, i am waiting for your "more on this late axe :P ".
In case you are wondering the reason fr this outburst - the twinkie in question subtly implied that i am a despo jackass who "confused" rightly described as oh-so-cool ,and told me to quit hitting on her .
I dont believe it . She posts FIRST on my blog. I post on hers - not asking fr her hand in marriage,her phone number, or even her to post back.
She posts again . I post .She posts. I post . She tells me to fuck off ....
Huhh.
ps; Beta sharath, lemme come to college - ill wipe that smirk off, which is on your face right now .
now dats a breath of fresh air(or shud i say wind[;)])
after loads of posts that are humongous and introspective here's somethin that can be read at a glance and the writers feelins for the wind gauged[;)]
People can't really mind their own business can they?? take this certain creature that i mistakenly blogrolled from u who thinks he has people dying to read his blog and thinks he has a lot to offer!! Poor thing dznt know that he has the brain that is the size of a pea and balls the size of peanuts! and on top of that some ass of a frnd of his had the nerve to leave a shitty comment on my blog?! if he has the guts tell him to bloody write his own comments...not let a sidekick do it for him!
I only got one thing to say to such losers...do us all a favour and grow up!
i dunno wht 2 comment on poems re! my twit brain dsnt understand art, but one thingz 4 sure, a nice flng sustained thru out da verse!
its been really long since u wrote here...well written...ROFLMAO..arVind..[:D]
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