Storm Poem by Misnia Bahri
Storm
On that day my soul grew stormy
In a kingdom full of storms
I awoke and flung the upheaval
I heard a silent, splendid invading
Much I marvelled the smelly blizzard
When I thought of the storm
'Storm! ' said I, 'thing of crisis.'
My passion is the lightning scandal
Friday, December 13, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: love and art
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4/28/2024 5:55:37 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A poignant write. A vivid depiction of a stormy soul.