My life is storming again.
It's storming and I can't swim.
The clouds are dark with anger.
They look at me as if a stranger.
The winds are swirling with confusion.
Why can't I stop all this motion?
Let the rain come down.
The lightning strikes with agony.
Maybe others will see what's happening.
The thunder rolls with insecurity.
No one shows their maturity.
The rain falls with intentional pain.
Nowhere to hide, I'm going insane.
Let the rain come down.
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Welcome to Allpoetry
So damn refreshing ot read anything about Nature.. For it not only inspires.. but as well refreshens the reader's inner eye!!
thank you. This is a beautiful presentation and do continue writing more.. and let Nature inspire you the best
Much luck..
Cheers,
Archana -
Welcome to AllPoetry!
This kind of saddens me. Two reasons really; one I feel the pain in the words. But I also feel sad in a sort of way that everyone relates rain to sadness and pain. Think of the rain as washing away those pains you speak of and when it's all done, you start anew. Keep your chin up.
Welcome to AP. if you have any questions, feel free to IM me.
Keep expressing through writing.
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