Adding colours to the skies,
Those eyes shine so bright,
They glance through the window,
In search of the lost sunlight.
The sound is so loud,
It resonates deep down,
The violent wind has been
knocking my door,
Chilled me to the marrow.
It is grey all over again,
The thunders and lightning
accompanying the winds.
The rain drops touched my skin ,
Letting the pain go down the drain.
It spoke bold and dark
Yet it soothens me from the inside.
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The burning rose (Completed)
PoesiaA book of poems Not related to rose. Except one of them. 18 poems which you may or may not relate to. I hope you like it. Pls show some love if you did like them, it would make my day.✌ #thecosmicawards2018
