Treasure Island

Mishaal Javed Dawar

(19/3/1998 / Peshawar, Pakistan.)

The Wind


Wind blowing through the trees.
Wind playing in the leaves.
Wind brushing against the sky.
Wind knocking over you and I.

Wind is deadly.
Wind is friendly.
Wind can hurt.
Wind can alert.
Wind is nice.
Wind is ice.
Wind is fierce.
Wind can peirce.
Wind is powerful.
WIND IS WONDERFUL! ! !

Submitted: Saturday, February 27, 2010
Edited: Saturday, February 27, 2010

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