Ode to the West Wind by Percy Bysshe Shelley


When the cobwebs of time grab me in their tangles and the struggles compel me to disavow the avowal of heart, a few simple sweet words act as the helping hand and pull me out of the frailty. I read ‘The Ode to the West Wind’ way back when I was in school; yet, the feelings of help P.B.Shelly manages to ensnare in his words can still touch a chord. All of us have had those moments where we crumple on our knees with head in hands or high up with aspiration. The poet is going through a phase somewhat similarly stern.

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