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Winds Of Fate

The ill winds
of fate
keep howling

straddling
the sea shore
attacking
the water

causing the
tide to
become
nervous

angry screams
are heard
echoes crying
in the
night

ever gathering
fragments
carrying them
afar

causing
my search
to
continue.

heather burns



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Submitted: Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Edited: Monday, July 29, 2013


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  • Heather-burns-is A-fucking-moron (3/27/2014 4:18:00 PM)

    what the fuck Heather

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  • Bobby Wynn (7/24/2013 12:00:00 PM)

    Loneliness can't wait for the search.

  • Geetha Jayakumar (7/24/2013 7:08:00 AM)

    Beautiful write....Unending search... Good poem.....

  • Ambrosia A (7/23/2013 11:23:00 PM)

    Big 10 for lovely write. Winds carry both fragrance and scary tides. Four 'A' help when winds of ill fate give a fatal blow......Admit, accept, act and attitude.

  • Sallam Yassin (7/23/2013 3:14:00 PM)

    and i think it is unending search
    as ride of life is
    a ride of dread/ well done

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