Unwritten

My mother once told me that the wind was the voice of the world But if there is no wind Does the world have nothing to say Or has it ...

Hopefully the point got across in this one. It was another one of those impulse-poems. I'm having a lot of those lately xD The angels cry While I am sleeping; ...

I really enjoyed your poem. The beginning was especially beautiful, but as it got near the end, I had trouble udnerstanding what you were trying to say. Also, the ending ...

:D Hey whoever chooses to read this (I appreciate that, by the way, because there have to be hundreds of these postings, so if your reading mine that makes me ...