Ode To Breeze Poem by Sourabh Mishra

Ah! See that breeze,

said something to me.

Soothed my aching soul,

put my mind at ease…


Oh! You naughty angel,

Alas! I could have come after you,

above the hills, forests and ponds!

I could have flown with you!


Wish I could take a view

of those divine places,

where serenity dwells;

of the pain, there are no traces.


Where some unknown singer on his cart,

in a happy mood, sings of his heart

the birds chirp,

and a doe is followed by a hart…


Where the dreams know no bounds

Where beauty abounds

Where the hills are flooded with snow…

I crave for that pleasant sight, I vow….