The Fragrance Of A Deed Poem by Kesav Venkat Easwaran
The Fragrance Of A Deed
The river couldn't touch the blooms
that flourished on its shores
The wind collected carried and spread
all their fragrance, to its score
On coming into contact
the water source asked
O, Wind! They thrive upon my feed
How could you eat upon my pride?
River! You are right!
Along with their scent-
the wind said- I sing the song
of your selfless deed!
March 10, 2023
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
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 5:22:12 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Brilliantly written Encore Keseav