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A Lovely Storm
Fear is the dark,
With rage of the winds-
Crying and pulling temperament.
The rains ripping down from dark skies,
Bleeding in harsh bullets.
Curtains opened by blinding blades,
Of white purples.
Which strike the ground it seems to hate-
Such envy the skies engrave.
Erratically twisting in a tantalizing dance.
Teasingly swaying, tauntingly close.
Fear is trapped in the heart
Of righteous fury the heavens leak,
Scream unto us.
So beautiful is the fear,
You scarcely know to tremble-
But in awe of might!
Walking into a death,
Struck down by light blades-
This storm is lovely.
With rage of the winds-
Crying and pulling temperament.
The rains ripping down from dark skies,
Bleeding in harsh bullets.
Curtains opened by blinding blades,
Of white purples.
Which strike the ground it seems to hate-
Such envy the skies engrave.
Erratically twisting in a tantalizing dance.
Teasingly swaying, tauntingly close.
Fear is trapped in the heart
Of righteous fury the heavens leak,
Scream unto us.
So beautiful is the fear,
You scarcely know to tremble-
But in awe of might!
Walking into a death,
Struck down by light blades-
This storm is lovely.
Published 5th Jun 2012
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5th Jun 2012 6:15pm
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky. Beautiful poetry at its best. Kudos Bear
6th Jun 2012 9:38am
25th Nov 2012 3:15am
wat an inspiring poem .I like the way u talked about the rain and clouds to make a lovely storm
