Storm

The tears of angels drip drop on my transparent mirror

The thumping of feet and flickering lights

Millions of Gabriels orchestrating sorrowful ballads

The vaults wedged open by the foot of God

 

Releasing the burden if the holy legion

An accompaniment of violins play

Smoothly, softly a zephyr of sound

The tempo picks up

 

Turbulent and raging

The percussion joins in

With a roar of a lion, the cymbals crash

The music intensifies to a crescendo

 

A whirlwind of harmony and melody intertwined into one piece

A sudden silence falls as

The storm calms outside my bedroom window

This poem is about: 
Our world

Comments

alto_Watson

Bravo, very nicely written! Reminds me of a poem I wrote a while back, though mine wouldn’t make any sense out of context. Good job! :D

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