As the wind blows through,
Moving across the abyss,
Into the mountains,
And down the valleys.
Cascading into our hair,
Crossing into our cloths,
Inspiration it gives us,
To move into the it's arms.
Powerful storms it gives us,
Peaceful times it blesses us.
Though it has no emotion,
It's calm times makes us happy,
And it's ripping moments make us angry.
But it's the wind,
Who has held through for us,
In all situations known.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I think this is your best piece Lancey. Also long time no see. Hope you're doing well. Good work. ^^
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this is beautiful, you speak complete truth in this amazing poem. it is really well written and very understandable. the use of nature in writing is amazing, and you have done so well here.
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Beautiful write. Even though many people may not think about it, the wind is very important to the world and does affect the weather every day. Whether it's a storm like a tornado or a hurricane, or a breezy day, the wind is what moves things in the world. The ending also made me think of wind as a metaphorical term, like the force that holds people together in a relationship. Keep writing.
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