Thunder.
Thunder. Thunder.
Clear skies; yet alive with
Booming, shaking, looming,
Casting shadows upon the shaded expanse.
Flickering, whispering, fiery voices; yet no
Flames, no light.
Monochrome.
Lifeless.
Still muted half-shouts continue along,
Along, and down.
Falling thunder.
Falling light.
Into the abyss, the roaring
Thunder.
A/N: Aaaand it's me again. Super short, I know. Once exams are done, I'll be uploading more :)
See ya for now!
Frost_Glaive
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The Poems Collection
PoetryA selection of original poems by yours truly. Updates will be sporadic - whenever the writing urge takes me or whenever I find the time to upload a new text. Enjoy!
