Wednesday, February 2, 2011

An Old Poem Written Long Ago

Thunder

The sound of thunder grips my fear
I'm stunned to silence and i can only tear
A sudden stop affects the heart
To the point where it is ripped apart
The sandy shores begin to crumble
Leaving us to only mumble
Its voice dies in the haunting silence
Leading to depression and ever growing violence
It's something so easy to keep away
Yet it never seems to go our way
We fight and yell
Then all goes hell
But as the pain is ever gained
The love is never ever strained
The days fly by in a blurry many
Some are as sweet as honey
Yet others are a complete mess
Ending in more uncontrollable stress
But through it all the love is gained
And hopefully it will always remain
And never ever get renamed.

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