The loud rumbles of thunder.
One roar to resemble your heart beat
When you are thinking about me.
Did you hear the thirty rumbles?
Uncanny resemblance to fireworks.
The thunder has stopped.
Are you dead?
Or have you moved on?
One last beat.
And that was it.
YOU ARE READING
Poems of the Dearest Soul
PoetryPoems of the Dearest Soul. Eccentric. Makes your heart melt. These Poems and short stories are all what you need during your off time. Romance. Suicide. Adventure. Realistic Fiction. Any genre known to man (or woman) Comment what other poem you wa...
