Windmill Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

Windmill



The blades of the windmill stir,
As the wind touch them lovingly so!
The blades dance as they are in motion,
Creating exceptional loveliness on the go!

The spinning blades murmur,
"We love you o romantic air! "
The wind goes crazy in ecstasy!
Touching the blades with care!

The blades smile, so does the air,
Love and love alone, love is everywhere!

Thursday, May 18, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: wind
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Md. Ziaul Haque

Md. Ziaul Haque

Sylhet, Bangladesh
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