By Roopa Rani Bussa
Far away from the horizon runs to the shore
Miles and miles to crawl but never gets tired
Few waves reach the aim and many replenish
They start afresh with their very own verve again
From the space to the Earth, sound swirls forever more
Low to high are the vibrations that occur around us
The waves enter easily in water or air at a time
Each has a sense of motion when the vacuum is spared
Breeze to tornadoes, wind waves twirl around
Making the world feel pleasant to thrash
These mystic curves are never seen but only felt
Embarked waves of wind narrate the surge
Myriad minds work with variance in a zillion ways
Wavelengths make people’s minds come close or repel
Emotional waves around us structure our environment
Never going to lie, they manipulate the mood swings straight