The Wind Tells Me

Wandering through the lonely streets,

Canvas of emotions melting my heart,

Blowing winds knew my secrets,

They whispered the mantras of ecstasy.

Bruising my skin gently,

I breathed the freshness of the air,

And tried forgetting my past and the pain,

They ceased me from lamenting,

After an inhale of seclusion.

Humming the music with the eolian sound of the wind,

The vibrations of wind screwed me with pride,

For the nature loves the human and soothes them when they grief.

The wind guides us to sway with the crops,

And release our anger with props,

Beautiful nature is never prisoned,

Let not your past prison you.

The blowing wind in the seashore,

Directs us towards a better route,

With forever ecstasy,

And no melancholies.

The lake reflecting the sun,

Drives us with the thought of waking up with a new beginning

Loving the miseries everyday with a new night and cool breeze.

Leaving back the past distances

Along with the wind blowing in ease,

And human flowing in peace.