When The Wind Blows

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The voices mumble,
They drown in confusion...
I enjoy the quiet,
Of my mild disillution.
Nothing else matters,
As the world disappears,
I stop seeing reality,
The words dont hurt my ears...
For these gentle moments,
I feel I will survive,
I have a small hope,
That in the end I'll be alive...
The oxygen thickens,
As the cold settles in,
The breeze, it stops blowing,
And the chaos begins,
The silence I've avoided,
Suddenly surrounds,
The quiet I have needed,
Makes such a lonely sound...
The hunger I have supressed,
Eats me inside out,
This longing I have had,
Makes the quietest voice... reach out.
SO long have I waited,
to be swept away,
I saw you, I called you...
But that day... was not today.





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lunaEccentric said...
May 17, 2010 at 9:26 pm

Really good! "I enjoy the quiet of mild disillution" Love that line and the ending is haunting.

 

Will you check out some of my work?

 
Lucy4himnotu replied...
May 17, 2010 at 10:30 pm

thank you :)

Yes I shall

 
dreamer_believer said...
Mar. 16, 2010 at 5:46 pm
this is soo good! very deep, and it gives the reader a lot to think about. you can also interpret this poem a lot of different ways, which is brilliant becasue you gave the reader so many options to let their mind wander :) awesome!! 5 stars :) would you mind checking out my work?
 
Lucy4himnotu replied...
Mar. 17, 2010 at 12:12 am
thank you I am glad you liked it,
I will be sure to return the favor
 
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