Thunder Storm

My thoughts are a blaze in the dark,

Fueled with sights and sound.

They swirl within, thundering, creating, converging.

From my mouth and hands spring,

Ideas, forged from fire in the dark,

Smelling of wind and rain.



Very beautiful and creative. I like it!!! Keep writing on my friend.

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