Meet Andrew Alpin,born and brought up in Kolkata, loves music and to read books on philosophy and occult. His love for mountains brought him to Darjeeling where he stayed for 6 years. Now works as a restaurant manager and a part time web content specialist in Kolkata. He has been writing poetry since the age of 19. Inviting him for a guest post was a great experience. You can reach him at andrewalpin1@gmail.com or get in touch with him through his FB profile https://www.facebook.com/andrew.alpin.5?fref=ts
Can you imagine somebody writing such beautiful verses of poetry in childhood? I was very young when this poem was written. Read two verses penned by Andrew in 1989 and 1990.
Wind on the ridge
Wind on the ridge
Blowing strong and free
I hear your mighty voice
Roaring through the trees
Wind on the ridge
You shall not seem to mind
Each time I cross these rocky paths
My spirit I come to find
1989
Pain
Life is weary
And living is full of pain
Like a tired flower all withered
I long for the comfort of rain
1990