Oh wind, take me away
With your light fingertips,
To another place where I can stay;
Where you release me from life's grips.
I close my eyes, but still I see
The world's journeys, you always make.
Your journeys, so wild and free;
My breath, with those you take.
Into my room you flow, late at night,
Stories, you whisper in my ear.
A kind voice tells me about love and fight;
So gently, about hope and fear.
My tears, you take as you go along;
Telling me: Be happy and stay strong
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Age: 15-16, Place: Germany
Personally, I don't think this is one of my best poems but it is the first one that I wrote after I moved to another country. So the move itself didn't affect me in it self. I knew the language and the culture so it wasn't a new experience at the beginning.
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PoesíaA collection of poems that I have written over the years. It will also reflect my progress in writing and in life. I hope you enjoy it!!
