Blow me,
Away again,
O, you monsoon blowing —
Blow me into my salvation,
Tonight.
#cinquain #poetry
#salvation
Blow me,
Away again,
O, you monsoon blowing —
Blow me into my salvation,
Tonight.
#cinquain #poetry
#salvation
The winds have
Blown time away.
#sixwords
The storms,
Have blown away,
The sonance of laughter,
How will I now find, what’s swept, by
The wind,
#cinquain
The night,
Sighed in sorrow,
for fate, again had struck,
Its wounded heart with another,
Harsh blow.
#cinquain
O breeze,
Turn east, then south ,
and then west before North,
And blow On the path,
The gazelle trots.
O breeze,
Smell every droplet,
Of dew you see,
And write my salaam,
On the path, the gazelle trots.
#free_verse