Gushing Meadows

_jyotsna27

GUSHING MEADOWS

Swirling across the hills , 

Gushing across the meadows

I flow,

Knocking on the doors,  

Carrying a tint of warmth 

Every door through 

I flow,

Look what I found , you or someone else !!!

Miserable, happy , sick, 

Laughing , crying , through you

I flow, 

Is this the beginning or an end

Look what I found , you or someone else!!!

  • Author: _jyotsna27 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 15th, 2023 09:23
  • Comment from author about the poem: The poem depicts wind in a third person's perspective, where the wind realizes, how human is so engrossed among themselves that the hardly care of what they are .
  • Category: Short story
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