From the west the fast winds blow, <br />By force and with lovely sound, <br />By and by my emotions grow, <br />And freshness is there me around. <br />Uplifting their heads, waves me reach, <br />And with stone and rocks they collide, <br />And sprinkles water on me on the beach, <br />And I try taking my notebook aside. <br /> <br /> <br />O wind! Thou touches the Arabian Sea, <br />That comes from the holiest place, <br />And so you lovely and dear to me, <br />Cause therein thou bring peace and grace. <br />May you blow through my sad heat, <br />And bestow me might to face the world, <br />O thou current and love thy art! <br />So Wash with love my every word. <br /> <br /> <br />Now darkness begins growing much more, <br />And standing I am not single fellow, <br />Lovers gather with beloveds on the shore, <br />Busy in love and romance but slow. <br />Who is true mate on the way of love? <br />I've remained my aspirations with me, <br />Like twinkling stars so high above, <br />But reflection is merely in the sea. <br /> <br />(composed on November 5th,2009)<br /><br />Mohammad Muzzammil<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bandstand-beach/
