Peace in a Thunderstorms

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I thought I'd mix up the pass because most of my stuff is either depressing or well more depressing

Submitted: July 23, 2012

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First lightning

Flashing through the sky

even if no thunder is to be heard

yet,

Then thunder

so loud you feel like you should

feel it on ur skin

so powerful

and to me unbearably

beautiful

Like the boom of fireworks

although better

for this is no work

of man

for how could man ever strive

to make something so

loud, levied and

momentous

something that could shake

whole houses?

last comes

rain

rain that falls so hard and

quick

it looks like the ground it spiting it back

up

I love the rain

i never sleep when it rains

because I

listen

Inches away from my roof

I hear everything

in the dark

and feel truely and completely at

peace

the only thing that could make it better

is to be in the middle of the storm

to be free,

exilerated

but i must wait for that

for now i contant laying on my bed and

listening

to the rain

tell me a story

and the winds

sighs and

watching the lightning

light up the room

for only seconds

baring all,

mixed with memories of doing

the same as a child

with my mother beside me

and the flashlight are closest friend

counting the lightening streaks

1, 2, 3

this is my favorite

lulaby


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