The wind blows,
blowing the leaves around,
making a tornado.
Gathering in a circle,
spinning into a swirl,
forming the eyes of the leaf tornado.
And I stand in the center,
Everyone is trying to attack me,
but I remain in control of it all.
No one will go against me,
as long as I remain confident,
positive and strong.
Here I remain from now on,
no longer lost and disqualified,
I'm back and in power of this tornado of leaves.
YOU ARE READING
A Poetry Book
PoetryA collection of poetry I, @canpotcat, have written over the past 3 years. Basically somewhat like my diary because every poem I wrote was at the moment about how I was feeling and what happened. And just something to know, a couple of the poetry wri...
