Wind told some stories <br />I am coming from the east <br />I have gone to the west <br />I have traveled to the south <br />And I am travelling to the north. <br /> <br />Wind tells its experience <br />In the three directions I saw <br />Something disturbing to my eyes <br />Against humanity, justice and peace. <br /> <br />Wind tells its story <br />I am sad sometimes <br />I am angry afterwards <br />I fight in my power <br />You tells the destruction story. <br /> <br />Wind tells its own glory <br />It can wipe out the chemical gas <br />That pollutes the world <br />That kills the world <br />Which is destined to keep safe. <br /> <br />Wind boasts its own might <br />It can reduce the havoc <br />When it is supposed to strike the world <br />But avoids the catastrophe <br /> <br />Wind tells its truth <br />There is no the mightiest <br />There is no the fittest <br />There is no the strongest <br />All are the hallucinations of mind <br />Or the thoughts of mindless ones. <br /> <br />Wind told a secret <br />I carries the cloud <br />Strikes to the mountains <br />Meets the trees of tallest ones <br />My experiences of world no one can imitate <br />I am a perfect power always <br />And a messenger of peace in my own terms.<br /><br />Gangadharan nair Pulingat..<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mighty-wind/
