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Friday, May 14, 2010

winged winds

Though fluttering,
With what the sun
Frolics with.

Though tensed and silent,
When the lightening
Prepares to strike.

Though carefree
and frisky,
When the gulls
Hit the shore.

Though pondering over,
The setting sun
And creeping moon.

My winged winds
Never leave me

1 comment:

Sayak Shome said...

This brings along a breeze of refreshing wilderness and floating peace.