A loud thunderstorm it was,
Perished and destroyed,
Everything with it's full might,
But as soon the sun rose,
Everyone got up and moved on,
To their so called "normal life",
Except me.
Why was I the only one,
Holding these broken pieces tightly,
Still mourning on the destruction it caused?
YOU ARE READING
Sinking Alphabets
PoetryAnd I picked up my quill and let my thoughts and feelings dive deep in the ocean of poetry. ~All rights are reserved.
