The Wind's Stolen Pages Poem by Noen Muti

The Wind's Stolen Pages

We are the verses cloaked in roadside dust,
left lying silent at the edge of dusk,
unraveled by the fleeting hands of time,
slowly fading within the interlude.
Perhaps we once were letters rich with meaning,
penned with deep longing on the story's page,
yet the wind has swept away our voice,
leaving behind a silence void of words

Thursday, March 19, 2026
Topic(s) of this poem: poem,poet,verse,affinity and love
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