Altair Laahad

The Wind Has Crept Down The Hills - Poem by Altair Laahad

The wind has crept down the hills
and stole a word from my heart;
It blew through trees and valleys
and spread its wings on the seas

The wind has flown far away
and left my eyes in dismay;
It tore my secrets apart
watching them as they depart.

The wind has whispered to the cloud
to spill pure tears on my skin,
and clean my soul of the sin
before it's wrapped in a shroud.

The wind now bids a farewell
and blows what none would foretell.
it laughed and gave me a wink
as far away, it did sink.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 11, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 11, 2013

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