WIND AND IT’S THRONE BY SAM TUMBLIN
It’s cold and the wind is strong
Dust flying claiming its throne
The air shivers me deep in my bone
Each body part beg to be alone
I grip my winter coat a little tighter
Needing the warmth and brighter
The sun is out but its still cold
The wind howls and is still bold
When it will stop no one know
All I can do is seek cover for a blow
End of time respect it has earned
Thought different your body spurned
It’s cold and the wind is strong
Dust flying claiming its throne
The air shivers me deep in my bone
Each body part beg to be alone
It’s cold and the wind is strong
Dust flying claiming its throne
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I love this sir! Amazingly written and it feels so perfect!! Just loved it ππβ€β€β€
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Touching words!
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Glad you enjoyed it thanks!
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Woah π. Writing poems isnβt easy.
I love this poem.
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