Wind Howling..

by lOsT sOuL   Sep 6, 2011


Awoken from my nightmarish dreams,
The sounds of wind, howling
Its fists beating against my windows.

Branches scraping,
Like fingernails against the chilled glass.

Shadows creeping across the room
seeking, searching,
a lost child.

Wind howling still,
Like the ongoing, mournful cry of a wolf,
baying at the full moon.

On and on cries the wind
Forever searching for ears to listen,
longing to be heard.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Cinnamonspice

    What a chilling picture you painted :-) I hate the wind and here we get it really bad along with dust storms lol

    Awesome write, I'm adding you to my favs cause this was brilliantly done

  • 13 years ago

    by Jenni

    I have to admit that I think this poem belongs into another category because it has a dark touch, that is a bit frigthening. Nevertheless is this a well written poem though.

  • 13 years ago

    by Innocent Fairy

    This kinda makes me scared... Things like that do scare me deep at night... I loved how u described everything and perfect words great flow all in all I loved it :) 5/5

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