Wind Comments
As the wind howls outside
It knocks at the windowpanes
It whistles through the doors
But yet silently
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Your name Drifts through my air.... nice one....10 makes as if whistle blow touch my ears and go whisper slowly the name which i like most and claim
A gentle wind turning into a gale when it carries memories of anguish.................nicely composed..............
Memories are always associated with various beauties and comforts of nature. Wind is a nice example and an impressive poem as well.
Toss in the turbulence of the wind but rest in the tranquilly of the breeze. Good write, articulating loss in a powerful message.
How beautiful and sad. It says so much about loss and unhappiness and the kind of pain that never goes away. It's always there under the skin like an old wound that never heals.
Nice poem! You write very well :) Thanks for your comments on my poems.
Wow! I learned from Joseph Campbell & studying Buddhism (not one) , that the air really means a Jungian type collective consciousness, or even my mind; and that the wind (Buddhism has a doctrine: The 8 Winds) , mean ideas, possibly, but not redundantly, thoughts. I'm glad I read this one first, I'm already blown away.
This poem goes beyond the bittersweet of loss and change. It's as if the wind is mocking you by speaking the name of the lost one so insistently, so heartlessly. What was once a wonderful experience is now painful to the point of being soul-shattering, and I can't think of a more terminal description of the impact of loss. Literally, your poem is a mix of related memories, eg. the coziness of sleeping together as the wind howls outside. But figuratively the wind is now a malign agent of loss, keeping you awake, blasting the loss again and again into your consciousness. The last line is as much closure as this experience will permit. The rest is endurance.
An amazing write. It really permeates and swallows you up into the melancholy abyss of emotion at is core.
Always loved poems about the wind... and this one is a truly great write.: D
The calm always comes after the wind. I hope it has found you, perfect one
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7/25/2025 10:31:37 AM # 1.0.0
love is in the air whistling in the wind and storms of emotion turned the tide of love...life is so fickle at times for so many reasons...lovely write indeed