Best Poems About / On WIND
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wind
Wind
Wind blowing throught the trees
Wind blowing the snow around
Wind throwing the leaves
Wind brushing the grass
Wind push with all its might agains the rock
Wind push the kite
Wind causing friction to the air plane
Wind breaking leafs from the tree
Wind blowing the paper bag through the air
Wind
Wind is deadly
Wind is nice
Wind can hurt
Wind can kill
Wind can love
Wind can care
Wind is the source of energy
Wind
logan dillie
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' Ride On The Wind... Forever.. '
I Want To Ride On The Wind
Forever
I Want To Ride Over Land and Sea
I Want To Ride on The Wind
Forever
and I Want You Riding With Me
I Want To Ride On The Wind Over Mountains
And Touch The Sky, So Blue
Then Raise Oceans, Like Sparkling Fountains
And Splash Through Water, Kissing You
I Want To Ride On The Wind
Hold Its Mane
Ride The Wind
Wild and Free
For The Wind Will Never Be Tame
So Hold On Tight and Just
Breathe
Ride The Wind Let It Begin Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind Breathe It In Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind Blow Again Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind Raise The Wind Ride The Wind!
I Want To Ride On The Wind In The Moonlight
I Want To Ride On The Wind In The Clouds
And Wave To The Wings of Eagles in Flight
then Float like Snow Dancing Down
I Want To Ride On The Wind Forever
I Want To Ride and Rush-Up Rainbow-Stairs
I Want To Ride On The Wind Forever
For Your Sweet-Breath Beckons Me
Everywhere
Ride The Wind Let It Begin Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind Breathe It In Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind Blow Again Ride The Wind
Ride The Wind Raise The Wind Ride The Wind!
MoonBee Canady
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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! ! !
Mishaal Javed Dawar
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What can we make of it?
The sharp blades of green grass, dancing in the wind, as the rain drops, leaving a glint of a shine, so powerful, and so beautiful, the endless raindrops, fall down the window pane, as the wind screeches to come in, to the warmth of a home, the wind is like many things, it has so many emotions, the wind is like a child, climbing trees, playing in the depths of the dirt, the wind is like a thief, stealing a hat each time it uses its strength, the wind is like a missile, angry, and tearing its way down its path, the wind is amazing, screaming, and pushing with great force, tearing down trees, that dare to block its path, tearing down houses, that are too weak to hold themselves up, picking up the cattle, of small town farms, spinning and twisting them in the wind, with a twirl of desire, the wind has no shame, the wind doesn't have to justify what it has caused, the wind has no sorrow, no conscience, but we must accept this, for the wind is the wind, and the wind is nature, and nature is truly beautiful, so make of it what you will.
BrokenSoul Bonny
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