Storm Poem by Sudama Saha

Storm



I Shelley
Lying down long
Year after year into the grave
Here is calm and quiet
Such in vain.
Someone is coming to, close and near
To Bring me hell is where.
Hark! hark! now I hear them, ding dong bell.
And Fear!

Storm
Thursday, October 6, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: imagination
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Storm in mind
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