deepundergroundpoetry.com

I of the storm

In unison with the dark clouds rolling in...
Slowly but surely you know it's coming
To momentarily wash away and cleanse your soul
Drips give way to
Pouring
Secretly we all want to get caught in it
~ Yet those deserving of this cleansing ritual shy away from it the most
Written by vivid_mocha
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 3 reading list entries 0
comments 0 reads 734
Commenting Preference: 
The author is looking for friendly feedback.

Latest Forum Discussions
SPEAKEASY
Today 12:10pm by Ahavati
SPEAKEASY
Today 11:35am by Ahavati
COMPETITIONS
Today 11:29am by PAR
COMPETITIONS
Today 5:22am by wallyroo92
SUGGESTIONS
Today 4:30am by poeticearthbuilder
SPEAKEASY
Today 4:17am by SweetKittyCat5