the wind picked up,
it blew the dust,
the trees bent
and windows rattled
as the crows flew for cover
deserted roads and empty spaces
the storm before the calm..
the clouds painted the sky black
brown leaves swirled in archs
and doors shut with a bang..
deserted roads and empty spaces
the storm before the calm..
the wind picked up,
the sky opened up,
and it rained..
i wish life were a song
you were right,i was wrong,
alone on a lonely evening,
i thought of everything you would say,
and my heart was like the sky on a stormy day..
Monday, June 1, 2009
summer storm
Posted by Amit Pathak at 12:51 PM 2 comments
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