The wind bumpy, <br />Running down to me <br />Very secretly <br />Mused into my ears <br />About the waves <br />Of the neighbor sea: <br />'You must write <br />Without leaving any' <br /> <br /> <br />Why not a poem, <br />When I asked <br />'Anything, damn <br />But must have written' <br />It deftly howled. <br /> <br />‘Wedded to sea, that ever roars <br />The waves were in love <br />With the gentle shore; <br />Often came down to <br />Hug their dear heart throb <br /> <br />The sea angry, climbing up <br />Used to pull away the waves <br />Into its unfathomed depth <br />Only to find them run back <br />And cling closer to the shore ’ <br /> <br />'Enough! Stop your writing! ' <br />The wind roared: <br />'I will roam around singing <br />To each and all about this plot' <br /> <br />Hooligan wind that! <br /> <br />06 04 08<br /><br />Kesav Venkat Easwaran<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rumour-2/
