The wind

What I feel about the wind

The wind is so invisible,

I could hardly touch it.

It blows on my face,

Showing its elegance and my thoughts,

Blow away with it.

The wind,

It makes me feel protected, 

And so strong.

My hair flows with it,

While my body,

Shifts in the same place.

Wind can get angry,

Sweet and caring,

Everyday it changes like us.

Wind will always be there,

For us,

All eternity, it is our true friend.

Author's Note

Pls review

Reviews

[kublakhan27]

Some very nice metaphors here...a unique take on the wind...nice work.

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Thank u! :D

[kublakhan27]

No problem :D

[Emily Dickinson Jr.]

it dsnt hv much of a rythm but I dnt feel that it needed it to much for some reason. It was very clean and pure ; refreshing I guess you could say so good job!

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Tnx...

[Soul Fire]

Gentle and beautiful

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Thank u! :)

[Soul Fire]

You're welcome

[Tai Ryens]

So many metaphors could be embedded into your simple concept; that I haven't the slightest clue where to start. Could it be simply mankind's emotions? Or perhaps the lingering luck each one of us has in our lives; whether good or bad. Well done, is all I can say.

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Tnx actually I'm expressing what I feel about the wind so I guess it's about a mankind's emotion, glad u liked it! :)