Wind

NafisaSB

I blow and blow with all my might

Under the hot sun’s piercing rays

I never stop even at night

But blow more through the humid days

 

I make the sand fly through the desert

Till the travelers’ steps are measured

And between them, the time is treasured

They have no time, that can be leisured

 

I play my pranks all day long

And sing a breezy, windy song

And although I know my  mischief is wrong

I play it all the day along……

  • Author: safina (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 7th, 2023 00:37
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Lorna

    Fun song of the wind............

    • NafisaSB

      thanks - it was meant to be 'breezy'
      have a good day



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