Storm Fear Poem by Muhammad Khalid

Fly, fly fly away in the meads,
and no need to return.
give up, give up, give up all your creeds
and let them too to burn.
Hurry, hurry, hurry along the shores
the storm is on sky.
let it, let it, let it, be no more,
the winds to upon us lie.
Run, run, run away from waves,
as high as the peak.
bury, bury, bury as more paves,
to let them not to seek.
Fly, fly, fly away in the meads,
and no need to return.
give up, give up, give up all your creeds,
and let them too to burn.

Fear, fear, fear of the storm,
the scythe that is upon all.
hide, hide, hide to all i inform,
destruction asks a call.
Blow, blow, blow resisting the wind,
and let them to flow.
step, step, step like no one behind.
bring to face a bravery glow.
Fly, fly, fly away in the meads,
and no need to return,
give up, give up, give up all your creeds,
and let them too to burn.

Crowded, crowded, crowded is all the place,
and no space to take a step.
running, running, running, are all the pace,
drowning in the storm's rep.
speed, speed, speed all the work,
and fear for it.
no, no, no chance upon the luck,
no time to stay a little bit.
Fly, fly, fly away in the meads,
and no need to return.
give up, give up, give up all the creeds,
and let them too to burn.