Rain In The Deep Poem by Ovison Nita
Rain In The Deep
I feel a strange wind blowing with a sharp edge, calling and beckoning on thunder, i couldn't get a glimpse, until i was gripped, fire in my veins, higher than my rage, hot ice visits in an impromptu style, a harder tour embarks, falling waters envelope the depths, planely submits to deadlier storm i succumb, as flashes of cold fire and hot rain meet my face.
A good poem celebrating the festivity of rain written in precise format..
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8/28/2026 3:29:02 PM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Yea indeed the sky falls!