A Midnight In Autumn Poem by Chukwuemeka Ezeamalu

A Midnight In Autumn



The heaven cries woe in darkness,
The sky is revealed in lightning,
The trees bow before a charging tempest
And all call for the skies to tear.

Drops cast sounds on roof above.
It's all nay but, pillow to cuddle
O a wretched night I enriched with thoughts!
Only to be whisked by dreams in flights.

Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: weather
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