Poem: The Tempest
Sparks fly from the wax light,
red and burning in the night.
The sound of wild rain,
rages through my brain.
Calls and cries endlessly,
In tears and trouble eternally.
like a spirit protests,
hunting for its soul to rest.
voice from the old burst my head,
with a thunder crash in my bed.
lost in the thoughts untold,
like a tempest uncontrolled. » Read more about: Poem: The Tempest »
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