Poetic-Verses

THE SILENT GUARD

Tough as an angel stood the man
Voiceless, though his whisper was apparent
"By those open doors, you must tell me
Where your dreams have led you to
All these while."

Mimics are nothing, I seek an angel
Our lips never spoke as we interrogated
Each mind
"Then, you're free to go wherever you
Want to
Or the winds lend a way"

Caution, please, though
Even the winds have ways
And breezes the same