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Elia Michael


The Wind


The wind howled and the wind raged last night
It roared loud like an angry lion
It carried on with all of its might
Battering all it had its eye on

The trees were forced to bow to its strength
Those that failed to show enough respect
Were broken or uprooted at length
They were humbled and totally wrecked

It was a wild wet and windy night
The sea, they said, was lashing the shore
And everything looked like a bomb site
Like in films of the second world war

The wind blew litter high in the air
It danced wildly with a rhythmic glee
The wind blew rubbish bins here and there
And they rolled down the streets noisily

The wind, the wind howled and raged last night
It spent it’s anger on all in sight
And at times it gave me such a fright
But by the morning’s light all was right

Submitted: Thursday, February 13, 2014
Edited: Sunday, March 09, 2014

Topic of this poem: weather


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  • Rookie - 131 Points Prasanna Kumari (2/13/2014 6:39:00 AM)

    these days we are experiencing the ferocious wind in every part of the world and this has brought out how it affect s the earth and its people... (Report) Reply

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