Storms
STORMS
As vivid as lightening striking a tree, the storms of life possesses me.
My fascination is in my highs and lows.
There are no reasons to feel baffled.
Once the storm starts, issues will unfold.
Your inner being will begin to form.
The storms of life define the saddest love.
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In a depicter state, she stood.
Her body trembles in the multitude.
A man from across the room, she found, observed her.
She read his lips as he murmured that she had entered the storm.
She knew he wondered what her troubles were.
She sniffed and said I am in love.
The storms of life are an emotional roller coaster.
They will bring many hopes and disappointments.
Brace yourself for the heights because the rush just may take your life.
In a mental-physical world we all live.
When your storm hits, be prepared.
He depicts his own faith.
His keeps his feelings in a mood swing.
He is not out to be depleted emotionally.
He knows his highs and lows.
He capitalizes on his passions.
She hears him sigh.
This is a sign of the storms of life.
He wonders why she stares.
She knows that one, within the near future, will defeat his rages and desires.
The storms of life to him are a nervous breakdown.
Paroxysm is eruditions of the storms of life.
A child in famine cries.
In a mental-physical world, a humanitarian purpose must thrive.
This is because the storms of life are devised.
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“Thou I walk in the shadows of death, I fear no evil.”
STORMS OF LIFE
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PENNED ON JUNE 26, 2014!
Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2014
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