Breeze, a poem written by Aarathy at



written by: Aarathy


My favorite moment is
when a turmoil
gets caught in a hurricane
but is soothed
by the gentle whisper
of a breeze.

Neither the depth
nor the intensity
could stop it
from conquering
something so fragile
yet so animated.

It still flies;
making its way through the clouds
slowly caressing and cradling the turmoil
like a little child
by its playful whisper of a laughter.

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