The rain drops in staccato
The thunder shots the bang
The lightning splits the sky
Tailed by the pregnant silence
Followed by pitch black.
No more!
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Tea Poetry
PoetryPoetry and noise amidst stillness. When words are too much to bear And they want to spillover Let go and unravel The inner voice This won't be possible If I didn't let go of the fear that nobody will appreciate. Yet, the words were too heavy to ca...
Darkness
The rain drops in staccato
The thunder shots the bang
The lightning splits the sky
Tailed by the pregnant silence
Followed by pitch black.
No more!
