Midnight Hatred:
The storm creeps up –
Whispers of fear,
Echoes of life,
Quiet footsteps,
Then silence.
In the dead of night,
Gentle drops fall.
Temper building,
In the savage storm,
Clouds roaring,
Pulse pounding.
Thunder crashes,
Bright lights strike,
Shadows dance.
Blackened sky,
Fighting the hilltops,
Temper fading,
Darkness departs.
Dawn breaks,
Adrenaline ceases.
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Poetry
PoetryThis is a collection of the poems that I have written. They cover a variety of topics. Please comment (or private message me) if you would like to know any of the poem's meanings. I would be happy to explain them to you. Also, I take poetry requests...
