Satan's Tears

Satan's Tears

A Poem by Lanaia Lee
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he cries

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Looking out my window, I am in awe at the storm that is brewing outside
We were told to tie everything down, because the wind is expected to be so severe
The dark ominous clouds, soon rain would be their bride
This looks like the storm that everyone should steer clear.
 
There are really no words to describe what I actually see
It's like the sky itself is angry with us, leaving me to think, what on earth did we do?
The darkness, outside, the angry clouds, just make one want to flee.
I am really uneasy, this scares me, this scene within my view.
 
 
I hope others heed the warning, the clouds are telling us
Run away! Find shelter! Save yourself, with us you don't want to come out and play
This storm is going to be bad, finding shelter, to people, this is a must
I hope others heed your warning and from you stay away.
 
I soon hear thunder, it sounds like the devil, himself, is having a temper tantrum
Putting his foot down, and in doing this, he makes everything rumble
It actually sounds like he is beating some kind of drum
The power in the sound feels like I should be humble.
 
Soon there is the brilliant flashing lightning, so sharp and intense as it flashes
Looking like Satan himself, has a camera, taking pictures with a camera with a very bright flash
Then the wind we were warned about, Satan is blowing his devastating breath upon the Earth, as the wind, everything in it's way, will be destroyed and mashed
It's like Satan with a warrior, the two of them clash.
 
The rain starts in torrents, Satan was hurt in the battle, now he cries a million tears
He must be really hurt and mad, as the thunder continues to rumble and roar
Such an intense storm, it feels my soul with intense fear
This is just the beginning, I hate knowing there is more in store.
 

© 2008 Lanaia Lee


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Nice similies and images that you have been presenting above...
But it needs some revising, specially: the Rhyme...
Dude, if you wrote that suitable rhyme for that poem it would be a glorious thing to read...
After all...
Its good, nice imagery you have...

Good Job,
Keep up the good stuff...

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Lanaia Lee
Lanaia Lee

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