Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2016
Hurricane

I'm the wind that breaks your roof
The rain that floods your streets
I **** the power
I **** the sunshine
In the sky
And your heart

Like a child you get excited to see me
The first time wanting a new experience
Then you get older
You know what I am
You might fear me
Or just get annoyed
But either way
You don't want me to come

I should stay away
In some cozy place
Like in the middle of the ocean
And when I come you can run
To a place without me
Or a shelter
With a sturdy roof I can't get in.

You wish you could **** me
Shoot a knife made of light
Through my grey clouds
But it's fine

When you come out of hiding
I will be gone
I'll disappear
My raging clouds
Will fade away
Into nothing
And you'll be fine

Till you hear once again I'm on my way
Written by
Elizabeth Waxman
222
   Doug Potter
Please log in to view and add comments on poems