Oh sweet oblivion
That moment when the wailing wind is muted
and the storm ceases lashing the windowpane
Softly dripping downwards sliding
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i didnt get the name at first but ater i read this amazing poem i understood exactly what you were meaning this is an awsome poem! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ♥ §♥ shawnee♥ §♥
what a poem..completely offbeat....beautifully penned.... The pain screams in cyclone waves cresting in agony and swamping the trembling soul
This is a superbly written poem that describes with consummate skill and great emotional power the agony of distress which can only be stemmed by turning off the lights. I have to agree with Shagun too, about the line: 'The pain screams in cyclone waves cresting in agony and swamping the trembling soul' Exceptional penning. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥