outburst of the tempestA Poem by Pax~ atlast a poem!
I am not in pain But I’m standing in the hard rain The wetness makes my feet numb I succumb to be dumb A foolish playfulness Hiding the crudeness - I roam around in happy commotion A complete illusion The eye of the storm will come my way, someday I hope not too soon, but in the distant future For I am not prepared on the messiness it harbors in its back The harsh judgments that will pour heavily on my shoulders Then flowing water will flood my sane world I need my time to organize My mental, emotional and physical stability To stand the outburst of the tempest © 2013 PaxAuthor's NoteFeatured Review
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