Storm

by Shaina Ahenger   Nov 27, 2004


The rain falls into a mist,
From the dark gray clouds.
My mind is full of wonders,
My ears are full of thunder.

The lighting strikes a nearby tree,
My eyes follow the raindrops.
The tree is shattered like my dreams.
I feel like my heart is in crumbles.

The storm is getting stronger with every minute,
It's hard not to stop staring into the sky.
A storm is an outburst of hurt,
Which hurt causes the destructive damage.

Pain will be expressed soon,
I can feel it through my skin.
Someone is crying as rain resembles to tears.
Hurt is surrounding the civilized.

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