The Windmill Of My Existance Poem by Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken

The Windmill Of My Existance



Through the windmill
of my existence
is blowing an eternal wind

A wind that rages
everyday
through the sails
wherever i go or stand

Making life
too tired to live

Wednesday, August 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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