Wind is Like a Ghost!

Wind is like a congenial ghost,

That gets dominant the most,

As much as it does touch,

The leaves, mountains, paddy fields, humans as such.

The wind moves like the hollow man,

None sees it; none ever can,

Shows its power,

During norwester.


The wind continues to work ceaselessly,

Touching all of us so lovingly.

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