Jan 2018
Woken up by splattering rain
A raging storm outside my walls
I hear growling, screams and fire
And the echo of fearful desperate calls
Eyes wide open, I look out the window
just to see the sky embraced with darkness
No rain, no storm, no echoing calls
just a nightmare, as the cause of this madness
A raging storm outside my walls
I hear growling, screams and fire
And the echo of fearful desperate calls
Eyes wide open, I look out the window
just to see the sky embraced with darkness
No rain, no storm, no echoing calls
just a nightmare, as the cause of this madness
I thought I could write some shorter poems next to my longer ones. I would love to hear if those short poems are fine the way they are or if I should keep to write them longer with a bigger story behind it. Some Feedback would be much appreciated!
