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When the wind speaks

Poetry By: MeyganPaige
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I got the idea for this poem while my friend and I were going for a walk late at night. While walking I was thinking of how strong the wind was, and how it possibly had a mind of it's own. I hope you like it!


Submitted:Aug 3, 2011    Reads: 20    Comments: 5    Likes: 5   


 

When the wind speaks
By: Megan Herrick
 
When the wind speaks
It might let you take a peek
You might be able to hear
Although not everything is so very clear
Everything you hold dear
Might soon disappear 
The moans will soon draw you near
A deadly noise unknown to fear
Can’t run from what you can’t see
It’s screams won’t bring such glee
 
It’s undefined noise shall put you in a trance
If it wanted, it could make you dance
You will then smell a wonderful scent
It’s secret powers always leave an indent
So don’t follow the noise of the wind that weeps
Or it will be your soul, forever it keeps
If your alone and feel a chill
Make sure to run without a loud shrill
 
When the moon is full and shines so bright
That’s when the wind will clench you tight
Who knew something you can’t see, could give you such a freight
Just remember that I warned you
As long as your by the light
It won’t be able to hold so tight
If you hear a cry within the dark
I’d advise you to run
Don’t turn, or hide in the dark
Stay inside and abide by what I tell you
For this is your only clue
For after it has you in it’s reach
It will attach to you like a leech
Just remember what I say is true
Cause once it has you
There’s noting you can do
 
 
 
 
 
 




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