a storm is brewing
white clouds turn dark…
uproars of sound
strikes of light
swift winds
blowing away beauty
preparing all the battles
more painful than the silence
no time for a light drizzle
straight into a downpour
soaked in water
bound by the heaviness
drenched in the pains
nothing settled
tears falling from the clouds of thought
flustered in the hurricane of feelings
feeling the effects of the storm
but then…
the sky clears
light breaking up the clouds
no more sight of the storm
the sun emerges
and it shines…
brighter than before…
after the rain…
1 comment:
i really like dis 1...i can really really really RELATE!!!
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