StormA Poem by Sense n SenssicalDifferent storms described by a single poem
The Storm
I was in Sudden, Rapid Oblivious Of its solidity The blight it had been The plight it may create A hurricane in action Will it end with my end? I offered my hope to it I gave myself to it It's a blush, it whispered and obliged for now. © 2018 Sense n Senssical |
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