The river couldn't touch the blooms
that flourished on its shores
The wind collected carried and spread
all their fragrance, to its score
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A magnificent poem. I love this bit of delicate poetic expression, 'O, Wind! They thrive upon my feed How could you eat upon my pride? '
Intelligent wind and the wise poet...I always admire your style of writing kesav...liked this poem too
Brilliantly written Encore Keseav