Thursday, July 31, 2014

broken lines (collection 46)

Storm coming forward,
furious, devastating wind.
Darkness flows around.

Whirlwind shows no fear,
swirling, raging and pouncing.
Destroys along path.

Even small droplets,
rain with such strong storm dangers.
All who looks upon..

Despite no thunder,
such scary echo of wind,
enough spreading worry.

Surge of damage rise.
Thy storm picking up power,
crushing everything.

Staying in one place,
it may not sure of safety.
it gives sign of end.

Anxiety grows fast,
as the storm reaches on high.
Darkness may not end.

Swifly, storm thy halt..
left us drenched and yet happy.
Sky shows sign of life!


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