Whirls, befalling the shrubs
The desert borne heavy
Crushing it to micelles of twigs
Biffing vigorous onto dunes.
Crust decked with dots
Red and Black not a yellow patch.
Thuds, rips, bang and buzz
A whirlwind shaping into a Tornado
Ides of March, dubious me
The tip of a finger pointing
For me, towards me, I wish.
Reading and writing is my passion. Philosophy, gender, Fiction, Mystery,Education, Thriller,I prefer these genres. But I must admit I am not a prolific writer. Just that I want to express and feel myself. Honest comments are heartily welcome.
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17 thoughts on “Winding Wind”
This poem in the mirror of my creativity turns abstraction into realness as it awakens the creativity in all poets to innovate, *&* of course I love this rare prose skillfully twisted into a poem by I a poetic queen!
Thank you for your compliment, to me, is akin to my receiving the Nobel Piece Prize, *&* I could never explain to you beyond that how much I appreciate your compliment which is much more beyond adjectives in expressions of words. Again thank you!
This poem in the mirror of my creativity turns abstraction into realness as it awakens the creativity in all poets to innovate, *&* of course I love this rare prose skillfully twisted into a poem by I a poetic queen!
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You are The Prince of Artful Comment! Folded hands and a bow!
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Thank you for your compliment, to me, is akin to my receiving the Nobel Piece Prize, *&* I could never explain to you beyond that how much I appreciate your compliment which is much more beyond adjectives in expressions of words. Again thank you!
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A word in appreciation to the deserved has a magnetic effect on your feelings, right?
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You are correct*&* I appreciate your sincerity!
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😊☺
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It is great just to meet poets and others that write beautiful and wonderful here!
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Fact, sometimes I feel I stand nowhere! There’s a lot more to learn from each of them.
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You stand out *&* yes poets can be moody creatures at times but they are driven by words they weave together to make the world better!
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Expectations, frustrations without meeting the latter cause swings in one’s mood. I am no different.
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You are human=there is value in acting human; because we are human!
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Could have been a better human, I do feel.
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All profound talent think like that!
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You can mail me at rekhanair.nair16@gmail.com
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I will!
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And I need to continue with my writing.
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because you are a writer.
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