Wet furyA Poem by Ghiasquared
With the gray dreary day dragging on,
Wet tears from heaven into the night, Wicked winds creating havoc throughout, The music is there though, News flashes on feared plights, Flickering shadows from seething storm, Whirlwinds unleashed from demon spawn, The symphony plays on, Carnage ensues with twisted metal, Castles crumble with blowing breath, Hero's frantic with missions of help, The melody mesmerizes with concentration, As fury calms in this wet darkness, And the chaos of storm is over, Yet the tears still flow as the trees sway, Listening to the steady beat of the rain. © 2010 Ghiasquared |
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Added on April 2, 2010 Last Updated on April 2, 2010 AuthorGhiasquaredOcala, FLAboutI'm forty something and have always been a dreamer. Recently I decided to write again and share some of my dreams, realities and nightmares... more.. |

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