Thunder and lighting
The sky turns gray, like a heart with pain.
A Thunder sound is like a lost in someone’s life.
The sound and the light of a lighting strike are like a stabbing of pain in to a painful heart.
But once all the thunder and lighting pass away. The sun will then shine in the sky and in your heart again.
Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| cheater of the heart | 0 | 10/05/2009 |
| acknowledging what it is | 0 | 06/29/2009 |
| the ocean | 1 | 06/15/2009 |
| treasured box | 0 | 06/14/2009 |
| mamma | 0 | 06/08/2009 |
| my marathon | 0 | 06/08/2009 |
| The Mirror | 0 | 05/23/2009 |
| INNOCENTS | 0 | 05/22/2009 |
| the path | 0 | 06/08/2009 |
| THE ANGEL IN MY DREAMS | 0 | 05/21/2009 |
| My Sister | 0 | 05/21/2009 |
| stop killing me | 0 | 05/20/2009 |
| The Rose and the ghost | 0 | 06/08/2009 |
| Tell Me Why ? | -10 | 06/28/2009 |
| Give me your eyes | 0 | 05/19/2009 |
| Son | 1 | 06/14/2009 |
| freedom | 0 | 05/19/2009 |
| Thunder and lighting | -3 | 05/19/2009 |
| MOUNTAINS OF HOPE | 0 | 05/28/2009 |
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