The Storm

by BeautifulxMess   Apr 29, 2007


The sky above cries out to it's Sun.
Seeking for it's mate of eternal light.
Spacious grays cover the clouds.
The storm will end this very night.

Thunder rolls over the land it seeks.
Lightning clouts into the moist ground.
Rain beats down on the concrete.
The storm will start to spread around.

Plants shake and ask for pity.
Roots drink up the rain in ease.
Asking for mercy to bail the scare.
The storm grows like a deadly disease.

The storms wrath fades in the sky.
The sun shines it's glory upon the terrain.
As the sky weeps with joy and glee.
The storm and sky will soon meet again.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Choose xX Alex Xx Life

    An exellent poem ,some of the ryhimg was out of place but its nice to see a change :D

    xxx alex xxx

  • 16 years ago

    by Romancing the Darker Side

    This is a very nice poem, I love the detail you used while describing the poem. I felt it was very appropriately titled, and flowed nicely. Great job!

  • 16 years ago

    by honeypot

    I think that this was beautifully worded.love the way that you match things together like the roots drinking up the water etc. very well thought out and nicely written!

    I will add you to my favourites and rate your poem highly!
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