She's been a thunderstorm
Caused by the flare of the Sun
Throwing lightning until something is torn
Raging the sleeping waves of the ocean
Yet when the Moon rises
It calms itself and pour its rain
Covering the light and comes darkness
Making the stars falls in pain
But when it's all been poured
The ground is already shaken
Volcanoes already erupted
Pouring it's burning red
The pure scenery's been tainted
A once full of flowers in the garden
Falls into ashes
And all that there is
Is the sky full of madness
YOU ARE READING
Flowing words
PoetryThe words flow through her mind But never in her mouth Fighting to be burst out loud Until it's forgotten and never to be found
