Storm At Sunset Poem by Korsi Senyo

In my little peaceful slumber
The wine of solitude blow
Haring, sway branches here and there,
Gyrate, feign fence my solace
And solace can’t be found
Now I’m sobbed
Where from this intruder at this ungodly hour
While the sun has just set
I hope you wouldn’t stay forever
I rapped at the sleeping gypsy’s door
This ominous, intricate mystery stayed for long
Which need to be unraveled at least for now
For me to have the little peaceful slumber I had before it came
Go and come no more until the sun arise

copyrights (c) 2004 Korsi Senyo