West Wind

the wind

that comes from far

through the open door

the wind that carries the fragrance

of the earthy blossoms

the wind that sings the melody

of the nightingale

the wind that cools the hot vapours

i love to sit here

and feel the wind

the gentle caress
of the west wind

poem by Manoj KrishnanSarojam
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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