MY WHISPERS WITH THE WIND

INTO THE POEM: The poem is just like a brush with nature.
I am addressing my feelings to the wind.
Every line of the poem speaks of a inexperienced imagination.
In this poem, the cloud is personified with his walk, As a fighter, As a sensation blowing my hair, As  mother giving birth, As a killer, As a singer, As a a one-sided lover of the cloud and last as a painter.
The poems is a perfect blend with personification and imagination.
Just have a read and fest your soul with a handsome poem.

Beyond the green lump of forests,
And beyond the mystic glow,
I feel your refreshing fragrance,
As you kiss me by your swift flow.


Thou walk unravelling the glory of sand dunes,
And turn the soil rich in flavor,
When budding flowers and the leaves,
Dance to your viscous tune.


Not only in darkness but in light,
I watch you fight with a dumb kite,
And also at times a i watch you dance with a flag,
When you crawl upon me with parabolic long flight.


Thou wave my hair with a virgin touch,
As if a jumping mane on a horse's neck,
I feel your lips when upon me you move,
And compel me comb my mane with my natural clutch.


Thou evolved the trees without a birth,
As you scrolled your leg upon our earth,

And pollenized the flowers with ample try,
And whispered the blooming birds the sense of fly.


Thou even play the games of death,
As you sneeze within your breath,
And grudge humans with a pool of tears,
And toxicate their lives with a dungeon of fears.


Still i enjoy the way you sing and whistle,
When you screech the leaves as you hustle,
And pull the screens blocking your way,
And squeeze the branches against their nay.


Within your heart, thou endure the pain of a disbalanced love,
And follow the steps of your beloved cloud,
And dry & wipe off her tears,
When the thunder as her man, slaps her loud.


Thou beautifully paint upon the barren lands,
When you push the leaves down their stands,
Thou brush the pests upon the twigs,
And harvest the dead woods with the fluffy wigs.


I wish I could be one, just like you,
And fuse the things unheard and new,
And touch my "RIZA" as to her i fly,
And release my heart from hers patent cry.