Cumulus clouds
Cover the sky
They take the light off of my eyes
Slowly they are turning darker
It looks like rain again
And then it falls against my skin
The waves are turbulent
Smashing against the rocks
The wind is in turmoil
Whipping through this corrupted place
In the clouds, fear and death become alive
The raindrops falling
Are painful tears yet to be shed
A black silver lining hangs an ominous truth
Poison seeps through your blood and alters your faulty youth
In between black and white
The gray zone lies in wait
If only you knew
That’s where there is hate
The storm continues its rage
Never letting up
Until on all our graves
The light of day is erased
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good write Vanessa keep writing