Tuesday, October 09, 2012

The Wind Of Life

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Who has seen the wind?
Neither I or you
As it blows into our lives
In myriad forms
Sometimes a breeze
Or may be a storm
Or perhaps a sweet scent
A whiff of longing
A canvas with paint
Yet, it refuses being visible
A hidden friend, or foe
Whatever be the identity
It serves the purpose
Of guiding us to our destiny.


This Poems is shared with Carry On Tuesday and the Prompt is Who has seen the wind? Neither I or you.



20 comments:

  1. Wow! You have perfectly sketched the wind, an invisible entity. Very nice.

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    1. Thank you Sayantini ... I am glad you liked it :-)

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  2. A beautiful metaphor. Loving your poetry. :-)

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  3. "Whatever be the identity
    It serves the purpose
    Of guiding us to our destiny."

    Loved it!

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  4. This was incredibly beautiful, so well done!

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  5. Indeed wind braces us up...its exhilarating, refreshing, aromatic...wow !! What a beautiful piece, Green Speck. I loved this!!

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  6. Beautiful rendition...reminds of of the song , Wind of Change by Scorpion.
    I loved these lines:
    "Sometimes a breeze
    Or may be a storm
    Or perhaps a sweet scent"
    keep it up !

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