More Friendly Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The wind often it can lashed out
Show destructive tendencies in the ways
The same wind when mildly takes its route
Makes wonders of happiness in the world.
The wind when it is angry does harm in the way
When it is in a slow pace, everything is happy
The wind when it becomes more wild and changes
The terrible risings and voyage a destruction scene
The habitats it destructs, the lives it takes
The cruel wind we call in different names
Every thoughts of wind is not frightening
Every thoughts of wind is not so happy
The things are different when circumstances change.
The boy who flies the kite in heights of sky
Enjoys the friendship of the wind of the time.