Wind.

I want to be anonymous
like million soliloquies tucked in notch of wind.

Each unnamed
folded within one another.

Hidden sounds in plenitude
cooking up a perfect zephyr which reverberates in my cochlea.

Reviews

[Michael X]

this has a vivacious depth and the winds are felt in eqch world, alluring and
abstract sensuousness captivates the heart, i admire the unique wording and
feeling you impart, you are definitely a word weaver setting imagery
upon the highest spaces of wonder and , this poem is magnificent. great job.

[alan peter kelly]

listen closer....nothing is hidden if you look with an eye that is magnified...cooking up..yes...and soon you shall feast...a perfect poem...precise...concise...and you Swaha...shall never be annonymous so long as you write such poetry...

[paul]

the wind smuggling soliloquies !
altogether anonymous
how to find the hidden sounds?
and great title... what a pretty word, wind is...

[Ladysue]

this is truly stunning. so beautifully captured. I have no words...I loved it!

[Jibey]

Hence pale cacophany? lol Clever idea to have all those solo performances blended together into a zephyr that tickles the cochlea...

Now I understand why it's so nice to have someone whispering in your ear - there's more to the cochlea than meets the eye...

Sometimes you leave me breathless

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

stunning creative metaphors that tug the attention deeply into the poem~

[Ry]

Chills.
This is gorgeous.

[paul]

anonimity has its advantages.
tucked in a notch of wind... stunning turn of phrase

another absolutely amazing touching piece

[miSS LEaf]

beautiful........................ and you should know how i feel bout wind :)

[Isolophobe]

Ahhhhh. I can't write this beautifully. This is deep beyond measure, like the ocean only suddenly the ocean's floor sunk even deeper and this poem represents that depth. It would seem like each stanza was so meticulously constructed and made from one particular feeling.