Poems About Wind Published by Members Recently Online
#wind
OUT IN THE SEA
The storms are rising
Skies and clouds are compromising
So many plants will be dying
Everyone's running, everyone is hiding
The birds in bundles start flying ...
Could this be like Noah's days of surviving?
But You hear mermaid sirens
They sound beautiful on the evening horizon
There's no doubt the oceans shining
So I take out my diary and start writing
Out in the sea
Where it's just you and me
It's so dark not much you can see
Out in the sea
Where...
Skies and clouds are compromising
So many plants will be dying
Everyone's running, everyone is hiding
The birds in bundles start flying ...
Could this be like Noah's days of surviving?
But You hear mermaid sirens
They sound beautiful on the evening horizon
There's no doubt the oceans shining
So I take out my diary and start writing
Out in the sea
Where it's just you and me
It's so dark not much you can see
Out in the sea
Where...
#sea
#rain
#storm
#wind
#God
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6 Comments
OUT IN THE SEA
The storms are rising
Skies and clouds are compromising
So many plants will be dying
Everyone's running, everyone is hiding
The birds in bundles start flying ...
Could this be like Noah's days of surviving?
But You hear mermaid sirens
They sound beautiful on the evening horizon
There's no doubt the oceans shining
So I take out my diary and start writing
Out in the sea
Where it's just you and me
It's so dark not much you can see
Out in the sea
Where...
Skies and clouds are compromising
So many plants will be dying
Everyone's running, everyone is hiding
The birds in bundles start flying ...
Could this be like Noah's days of surviving?
But You hear mermaid sirens
They sound beautiful on the evening horizon
There's no doubt the oceans shining
So I take out my diary and start writing
Out in the sea
Where it's just you and me
It's so dark not much you can see
Out in the sea
Where...
#sea
#rain
#storm
#wind
#God
316 reads
6 Comments
OUT IN THE SEA
The storms are rising
Skies and clouds are compromising
So many plants will be dying
Everyone's running, everyone is hiding
The birds in bundles start flying ...
Could this be like Noah's days of surviving?
But You hear mermaid sirens
They sound beautiful on the evening horizon
There's no doubt the oceans shining
So I take out my diary and start writing
Out in the sea
Where it's just you and me
It's so dark not much you can see
Out in the sea
Where...
Skies and clouds are compromising
So many plants will be dying
Everyone's running, everyone is hiding
The birds in bundles start flying ...
Could this be like Noah's days of surviving?
But You hear mermaid sirens
They sound beautiful on the evening horizon
There's no doubt the oceans shining
So I take out my diary and start writing
Out in the sea
Where it's just you and me
It's so dark not much you can see
Out in the sea
Where...
#sea
#rain
#storm
#wind
#God
316 reads
6 Comments
OUT IN THE SEA
The storms are rising
Skies and clouds are compromising
So many plants will be dying
Everyone's running, everyone is hiding
The birds in bundles start flying ...
Could this be like Noah's days of surviving?
But You hear mermaid sirens
They sound beautiful on the evening horizon
There's no doubt the oceans shining
So I take out my diary and start writing
Out in the sea
Where it's just you and me
It's so dark not much you can see
Out in the sea
Where...
Skies and clouds are compromising
So many plants will be dying
Everyone's running, everyone is hiding
The birds in bundles start flying ...
Could this be like Noah's days of surviving?
But You hear mermaid sirens
They sound beautiful on the evening horizon
There's no doubt the oceans shining
So I take out my diary and start writing
Out in the sea
Where it's just you and me
It's so dark not much you can see
Out in the sea
Where...
#sea
#rain
#storm
#wind
#God
316 reads
6 Comments
OUT IN THE SEA
The storms are rising
Skies and clouds are compromising
So many plants will be dying
Everyone's running, everyone is hiding
The birds in bundles start flying ...
Could this be like Noah's days of surviving?
But You hear mermaid sirens
They sound beautiful on the evening horizon
There's no doubt the oceans shining
So I take out my diary and start writing
Out in the sea
Where it's just you and me
It's so dark not much you can see
Out in the sea
Where...
Skies and clouds are compromising
So many plants will be dying
Everyone's running, everyone is hiding
The birds in bundles start flying ...
Could this be like Noah's days of surviving?
But You hear mermaid sirens
They sound beautiful on the evening horizon
There's no doubt the oceans shining
So I take out my diary and start writing
Out in the sea
Where it's just you and me
It's so dark not much you can see
Out in the sea
Where...
#sea
#rain
#storm
#wind
#God
316 reads
6 Comments
The Peace Bell
Nestled between two canyons in the mountains,
The temple stands with a glorious silence,
Up here, you can only hear the wind,
Whispering something old to your soul.
Up here, away from the bustle of the city
There is a peace that’s quiet and unheard,
It’s a place where you can focus and meditate,
Finding compassion for the world.
Inside the temple amid the jade and incense,
There is a reverence that no words can express,
The mind then seems to feel a balance,
Up here where the silence fills your breath.
...
The temple stands with a glorious silence,
Up here, you can only hear the wind,
Whispering something old to your soul.
Up here, away from the bustle of the city
There is a peace that’s quiet and unheard,
It’s a place where you can focus and meditate,
Finding compassion for the world.
Inside the temple amid the jade and incense,
There is a reverence that no words can express,
The mind then seems to feel a balance,
Up here where the silence fills your breath.
...
#hope
#wind
#nature #NaPoWriMo2019
#nature #NaPoWriMo2019
1037 reads
10 Comments
The Peace Bell
Nestled between two canyons in the mountains,
The temple stands with a glorious silence,
Up here, you can only hear the wind,
Whispering something old to your soul.
Up here, away from the bustle of the city
There is a peace that’s quiet and unheard,
It’s a place where you can focus and meditate,
Finding compassion for the world.
Inside the temple amid the jade and incense,
There is a reverence that no words can express,
The mind then seems to feel a balance,
Up here where the silence fills your breath.
...
The temple stands with a glorious silence,
Up here, you can only hear the wind,
Whispering something old to your soul.
Up here, away from the bustle of the city
There is a peace that’s quiet and unheard,
It’s a place where you can focus and meditate,
Finding compassion for the world.
Inside the temple amid the jade and incense,
There is a reverence that no words can express,
The mind then seems to feel a balance,
Up here where the silence fills your breath.
...
#hope
#wind
#nature #NaPoWriMo2019
#nature #NaPoWriMo2019
1037 reads
10 Comments
The Peace Bell
Nestled between two canyons in the mountains,
The temple stands with a glorious silence,
Up here, you can only hear the wind,
Whispering something old to your soul.
Up here, away from the bustle of the city
There is a peace that’s quiet and unheard,
It’s a place where you can focus and meditate,
Finding compassion for the world.
Inside the temple amid the jade and incense,
There is a reverence that no words can express,
The mind then seems to feel a balance,
Up here where the silence fills your breath.
...
The temple stands with a glorious silence,
Up here, you can only hear the wind,
Whispering something old to your soul.
Up here, away from the bustle of the city
There is a peace that’s quiet and unheard,
It’s a place where you can focus and meditate,
Finding compassion for the world.
Inside the temple amid the jade and incense,
There is a reverence that no words can express,
The mind then seems to feel a balance,
Up here where the silence fills your breath.
...
#hope
#wind
#nature #NaPoWriMo2019
#nature #NaPoWriMo2019
1037 reads
10 Comments
The Peace Bell
Nestled between two canyons in the mountains,
The temple stands with a glorious silence,
Up here, you can only hear the wind,
Whispering something old to your soul.
Up here, away from the bustle of the city
There is a peace that’s quiet and unheard,
It’s a place where you can focus and meditate,
Finding compassion for the world.
Inside the temple amid the jade and incense,
There is a reverence that no words can express,
The mind then seems to feel a balance,
Up here where the silence fills your breath.
...
The temple stands with a glorious silence,
Up here, you can only hear the wind,
Whispering something old to your soul.
Up here, away from the bustle of the city
There is a peace that’s quiet and unheard,
It’s a place where you can focus and meditate,
Finding compassion for the world.
Inside the temple amid the jade and incense,
There is a reverence that no words can express,
The mind then seems to feel a balance,
Up here where the silence fills your breath.
...
#hope
#wind
#nature #NaPoWriMo2019
#nature #NaPoWriMo2019
1037 reads
10 Comments
Dead Leaves
Is there anything more lonely
than dead leaves
blown by a cold January wind
through a grove of barren trees,
piling up at the base
of mossy, faded tombstones
in an old unkempt cemetery –
forgotten in the mists of time
and lost history?
than dead leaves
blown by a cold January wind
through a grove of barren trees,
piling up at the base
of mossy, faded tombstones
in an old unkempt cemetery –
forgotten in the mists of time
and lost history?
#loneliness
#winter
#wind
329 reads
2 Comments
Dead Leaves
Is there anything more lonely
than dead leaves
blown by a cold January wind
through a grove of barren trees,
piling up at the base
of mossy, faded tombstones
in an old unkempt cemetery –
forgotten in the mists of time
and lost history?
than dead leaves
blown by a cold January wind
through a grove of barren trees,
piling up at the base
of mossy, faded tombstones
in an old unkempt cemetery –
forgotten in the mists of time
and lost history?
#loneliness
#winter
#wind
329 reads
2 Comments
Dead Leaves
Is there anything more lonely
than dead leaves
blown by a cold January wind
through a grove of barren trees,
piling up at the base
of mossy, faded tombstones
in an old unkempt cemetery –
forgotten in the mists of time
and lost history?
than dead leaves
blown by a cold January wind
through a grove of barren trees,
piling up at the base
of mossy, faded tombstones
in an old unkempt cemetery –
forgotten in the mists of time
and lost history?
#loneliness
#winter
#wind
329 reads
2 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Wind Published by Members Recently Online