A soft whisper...a tender cry...
I hear them all day and night...
'Find the lost.' The whisper pleads...
'Hurry please.' The cry grieves...
A soft whisper and a tender cry...
I hear them all day and night...
They come from a dark world running to its doom...
The cry becomes louder. 'Hurry...save us soon.'
The whisper runs away somewhere alone...
Giving up on waiting for someone to know...
It is this world...our home...that goes unknown to its doom...
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WendyWarriors Poetry
Poetryok so these are just some poetry things i wrote simple there really isnt a specific type of poem these are just poems.
