The Missing Wind Poem by prasanna kumari

Kissed by waves for tickling Coercing the clouds, uprooting the enormous sky Gathering dreams, borrowing sorrows very nice dreamy poem

Your poems are woderful. Very strong similies and metaphors, stronger expression, words with great punch.....very good going. Congrats. sathya narayana

A beautiful comparison, well done

Quite an interesting piece, prasanna...lots of stellar imagery incepted here...i f i could just make one duggestion.your piece began with a poignant, rhythm pattern, marsalled by the rhyming scheme, however, after the opening verse you aborted the rhyme pattern & converted the work into a more proselike creation...Perhaps that finePoetic Rhyming pattern hould have prevailed. Regardless, nice work...'''''''''''''''''''''''''FJR

I loved reading this - your words are so very beautiful - I also loved the last line -'running, running, running.......To find peace........Like I in search of me! Perfect ending. Charmaine x

I voted a 10 and then came down here to repeat your words........On the mountain breast, in the meadow’s mind......... Below the ravine’s murmur, beneath the anklet of streams........ On the chirping landscape, over the flapping Cascade......... Above the mysterious cliff, amidst mystic twilight Running, running, running.............. To find peace....... Like I in search of me! I do not think I can forget these words for a long long time to come back. VERY Artistic.