Storms Poem by david gerardino

Storms

Rating: 5.0


Beatiful light, spill your laughter
on my skin. and sand down all
the sadness, anger, and pain.
let me feel the cut with out the blood,
let me kick this thing one last time,
let me walk away from these old toys,
then watch me fly away from this bipoler
storm.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Vipins Puthooran 11 January 2012

Excellent poem...10+++++Really I like it.: : : :

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