Wind's song

I am the voice of the wind
The one you've forgotten
That sang lullabies to you as a child

Now I am singing a song of despair
Begging for some grown kid to remember
The soothing melodies of the sleepless nights

I am the song of the moon and the skies
The child who asked the cosmos all why's
Hear the wind's desperate cries

Reviews

[Michael Sun Bear]

Adriana, I really like your poetry. I was very startled by Wind’s Song which I just read this morning because a few hours ago I posted a short short story titled Mother and one theme of the story is the language of wind and trees and how for decades they speak to one another. Then I read your poem and your heart spoke to my heart. Keep writing!

[Adriana]

That's so cool but you know what they say, great minds think alike;)

[Martiya Daman]

This is a great personification of the wind. I felt it when I swang in swings, It touched my cheeks softly when I ran, moved the flowers gently, and now we don't care much. Nights were the best, shivering cold yet I didn't care, was the only reason I was able to sleep.

I love this, Adriana!

[Adriana]

Thank you very much it means a lot^-^

[Martiya Daman]

My pleasure!

[Ern M. Yoshimoto]

this was a tear-jerker. it's mysterious on the surface, but i think it is about our inner-child. while we can receive unconditional love as a baby, we are deprived of that in adulthood, and instead of lullabies there are screams. very haunting, but it perfectly captures the reality of life. the wind, which is a symbol of our internal world was great -- it gave me goosebumps.

[Green]

How quickly we forget the things that once soothed us. But every now and then, sometimes, we hear that sound we recognize and it makes our hearts do a little flutter and we remember. This was very poignant and emotional. Hopefully our inner child can still hear that wind.

[Mike]

Beautiful writing, emotional and real

[Chris Shaw]

Many a message I have heard carried on the wind. From a soft whisper to a moan. I enjoyed reading you today. Nicely penned. Thank you for sharing.

[Dave W.]

I liked this, something reminding me not to forget what I knew in younger days, well written.