The Storm

The Storm

A Poem by Chris Smith Welshpoetcs

A poem

Did you watch the screaming
As the raven crashed down
From the grey clouded skies
Amidst the roaring of thunder

Did you ever come to wonder
Why we exist the way we do
Driving our souls into obscurity
Until the darkness takes us

I am afraid to look outside
Into the death and the decay
That embeds itself on eyes
Eyes blinded to stark reality

The raven will learn to fly again
After it has sheltered from the storm
Maybe I will do this same thing
Hide deep away until the storm passes

© 2014 Chris Smith Welshpoetcs

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The storm will find you, no matter where you hide. Nice piece!

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Chris Smith Welshpoetcs
Chris Smith Welshpoetcs

Cardiff until 2004, then Hemel Hempstead, Hertfordshire, United Kingdom

Started writing in 1997 after a horrible attack, I found it theraputic and wrote a range of poems and short horror stories. Started sharing on the Web firstly with Yahoo 360 in 2005, then sites on .. more..