When the storm comes around
Taking those who have no one to hold
I was lonely and scared
The storm thought I deserved
To be taken away
From where I wanted to stay
I walked along with the storm
For sometime I was strong
And yet I wanted to go back
To the life I once had
I was brought by the storm
To what used to be my home
But my home had changed when I was gone
It’s now somewhere I don’t belong
Now I want again to be taken by the storm
For it has become my home
It's so lovely to read and you wrote it sincerely excellent :)
poignant words...the last line reads sad but poetically it is deep and absorbing...good piece...10
very nice poem, nicely written. i hope storm won't be tat bad as a home: -)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a very touching poem, Whispering Rose. You're Well-chosen words paint lasting, poignant images. Very nice indeed.