the wind

Jalso

I’ve been running so fast. So far. For so long.

I feel light, headed.

I feel free, I am.

 

Twisting,

With the wind.

Falling down.

Flying up.

 

Smacking you,

Gently on your face.

 

Oh so many times I’ve feel to the ground.

Oh so many times I have died.

 

I will flow.

Where I flow there Is a portrait of me.

A portrait of the wind.

  • Author: Jalso (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 20th, 2011 14:03
  • Comment from author about the poem: i just felt like writeing something random :P
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Dolphine29

    Love this!! For me is like a way to keep going.
    NIce
    Best
    Dolphine



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