O, .wind, people may laugh at me and blame <br />High velocity speed may bring only shame <br />What to do? Close the eyes or cover the knee <br />In both the cases it will only harm me <br /> <br />I was hardly aware of my red cheeks <br />Comments from people for all weeks <br />I maintained decorum with simple dress code <br />I swam across praise, acclaim and on fame rode <br /> <br />Not a murmur, comment or whisper when I pass <br />Girls, students and teacher observe silence in class <br />O God, why did you give me such a beautiful face? <br />Everybody seemed to run after and in race <br /> <br />So far nothing happened to affect my grace <br />Nothing untoward accident I recall or trace <br />Nature seemed gracious and always blessed <br />I thanked to God, prayed and confessed <br /> <br />Suddenly o, wind I find my self in fix <br />Joy and sadness both combined and mix <br />Whether to cry for help or simply laugh <br />What does he may think as my better half? <br /> <br />I shall suffer in both the cases <br />Living death if I compromise the honour <br />Eyes closed means going away from reality <br />Facing people’s ire and nature’s hostility <br /> <br />Prestige may enhance if you reduce the fury <br />No one will question your act including jury <br />I may be saved from future embarrassment <br />Restoration of pride without any harassment <br /> <br />You have nothing to gain by blowing with speed <br />Simple cool breeze and air flow is only need <br />I may admire and bow head with respect <br />You may too realize…………………..<br /><br />hasmukh amathalal<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blow-little-slow/
