The Storm

Written by: Sandra Nguyen 

Tar-black clouds way up high

Shifting darkness in the sky

Surging rise of tremors

Shaking grounds in pleasures

Hail of bullets of swollen drops

Raw, raging teardrops

Terror of whirlwind of fury

Bending, whipping trees in glory

Brilliant streaks of violet-blue

Ripping holes of black velvet through

Awake from sleep, awake from slumber

Roar the storm and thunder

 

© 2019 Sandra Nguyen 



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