Untitle
I am daydreaming of themighty wind that would blow
down an enemy house.
I am sure I will be glad to
see that.
I know its just a day dream
and will not be reality.
My wind will atleast keep
blowing until I am happy again.
My wind blow as if there is an
end.
When I see you blow I feel relax
and not only that, you make me
happy as ever. Sometimes I am
speachless and will not talk.
Wind, you never once disapoint me
nor make me unhappy.
You shine in me...well blow though
into me and make know that you
are here beside me.
I was never lonely with your gone,
I know you will come back again.
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.