Saturday, September 08, 2018

Storm of Sadness




There is this storm
Strong and powerful,
Wrecks everything out form
Fall of sorrowful.

A surge of a rainfall
Falls into the sky,
Drown at fall
Slowly kills in sly.

Rage in speed
Eats light above,
Continues to bleed
Flood to shove.

Each moment of time
It’s getting tougher,
Every drop is on prime
Harder till rougher.

Drown into madness
Dumb folds in high,
Slowly pulls to sadness
Can’t have a sigh.

A silent scream
Cry for help in deep,
A hope but just a dream
Prison without a seep.

As the storm come rushing
Continues to wreck,
Water comes crushing
Death is on deck.

Jr.



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