- The wind is blowing heftily.
Universe; losing it's sanity steadily.
Darkness spreads throughout;
The universe's pain evident.
It's agony about to sprout.
Mesmerizing it is,
The universe
disguised as underworld
and we as souls.
Even in the lurking darkness,
Pain and agony of my bearer,
brings Joy and happiness to me.
YOU ARE READING
wrath of dainty nature.
PoetryA collection of poems about the beauty of nature from my eyes.
