#613 — Salvation;

Blow me,
Away again,
O, you monsoon blowing —
Blow me into my salvation,
Tonight.

#cinquain #poetry
#salvation

#591 — A Thousand Miles – Time.

The winds have
Blown time away.

#sixwords

#576 — Laughter;

The storms,
Have blown away,
The sonance of laughter,
How will I now find, what’s swept, by
The wind,

#cinquain

#561 — Torment;

The night,
Sighed in sorrow,
for fate, again had struck,
Its wounded heart with another,
Harsh blow.

#cinquain

#518 — Write My Salaam;

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