So im writing a poem for English and this is what I have so far (u have to concentrate hard cuz it has a deep meaning to it; its about a soul/life, meaning the wind represents the soul).
10 Ways to Look at the Wind (based on 13 Ways of Looking at a Blackbird)
"Among the silence of a forest,
the only sound
was the howling of the wind.
I stood like a tree
and with every leave,
trying the catch
the whisper of the wind.
The wind spun and scattered the leaves
it was like a part of a drama.
The old and the young are one.
The old, the young and the wind are one.
The wind howled so loudly,
it almost screamed,
It pushed against the branches the trees,
it knocked on windows,
and then, it screamed,
It screamed foe help.
I know wisdom and intelligence
and I even know how to have fun
but I also know,
the wind ,
knows too.
At the sight of the wind,
blowing ever so elegantly,
a gentle breeze
is just no match for it.
The wind blows on,
on towards the sunset.
It suddenly stops howling
as it was blowing for too long.
A light breeze starts moving.
The trees are calm,
the wind must've met the blackbird.
It went from fall
to winter and winter
to spring. (I wish :/ ~ its still winter up here in Canada)
1 year passes, 2, 3, 4 and finally 10.
The light breeze turns into wind,
slowly but steadily."
Whoever got that, kudos to u 👏👏
