La Poesía de Cinco Líneas | 07 January 12, 2016 by Kristine I hear wind blows through my window. As I began to wonder. Can these wind vanish every thing in my mind? From your images to all your promises. And for me to start onto a new journal. Advertisements Share this:TwitterFacebookGoogleTumblrLike this:Like Loading... Tags: poem poetry writing Kristine Kristine, a twenty-something Filipina who loves to document life, love, photographs and other little things. Related Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.