What hides in the grey sky this morning?
Concealed behind looming clouds
A strong wind comes
Shaking everything in its wake
It does not hear pleas
It refuses to see reason
Like the fear that comes
With somethings unknown
Trees sway, branches flailing,
Fallen leaves fly with the wind
Across the sky they fall far from the tree
Bit by bit, they lose their memory
No hint of life on the roads
Not even a wisp of a soul
None dare thread
Where the fierce wind blows
Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 3:26 AM UTC
What hides in the grey sky this morning?
Concealed behind looming clouds
A strong wind comes
Shaking everything in its wake
It does not hear pleas
It refuses to see reason
Like the fear that comes
With somethings unknown
Trees sway, branches flailing,
Fallen leaves fly with the wind
Across the sky they fall far from the tree
Bit by bit, they lose their memory
No hint of life on the roads
Not even a wisp of a soul
None dare thread
Where the fierce wind blows
