Raging Storm Poem by Shelly Price

Dark are the clouds that move in and around,
robbing the sun from it's ability to shine.
Gloom replaces radience.
Anger turns to rage.
The storm builds momentum within you.
Loud is the thunder as it breaks
the dead stillness of the gloom.
Direct lightning strikes with blazing sharpness.
Harsh is the storm that devastates
with it's fierce brutality.
Razor sharp raindrops slice at the
emptiness that engulfs the passing of your fury.


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