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Ok, since I'm bored, nothing to do, here is another 1 of my MANY collection of poems I write when I'm bored XD.
The Wind Blows.
The wind blows fiercely,
And my heart beats even fiercer.
The wind blows,
And my envy for it grows.
How I wish I was the wind,
To be free,
Oh how I would jump with glee!
Free to flow wherever I want,
Free to flow wherever my heart desires to go.
The wind blows,
And my envy for it grows.
The wind is usually happy,
And sometimes even sappy.
The wind can be mean,
And it can take away your dream.
But when the wind is happy,
It can make you feel at ease,
As it gently blows its gentle breeze.
But when the wind is raging,
It will destroy and even kill at will.
Like it has tasted blood before,
And it is coming back for more.
The wind blows,
And my envy for it grows.
 Djv9013 · Mon Dec 17, 2007 @ 01:48am · 0 Comments |
