One morning
I woke up
with a light heart
As I look to the windows,
the raindrops couldn't stop
chanting a sound
like a humming bird to my ears,
Joy it brings
but sorrow to others
I keep on looking
as thunder took the part,
the blinding light
filled the ground
as tree dances wildlessly
Yet...
That chaotic sound,
that disturbing sight
brings peace to my being
as I watches the storm
eveloped the peaceful day,
I just lay back down to my bed
and kept my eyes to the window
as the blinding light
goes back and forth
and I painted smile to my face
all day long
while humming my fav'rite song!
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"Though I'm currently facing the vital stage of my life, for some reason I just found myself standing and taking a pause for a while just to breath and feel alive...again!"
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PoetryOne's experiences and thought can be engrave in words. It sights different emotion, expression and an unexplainable feelings that only word can say. But why we want it this way? We write, because we want to; We express, because we are human bound...
