Lena Emp Poet Ottava rima

Sunrise After the Storm

Storm had passed and new sun arise
Flower blooms in April morning
Sordid mind had been cleansed up
All doors that had been closed are now open
The silence has been break free
Love has been shielded me from pain
Stains has been washed out
Beautiful dreams awake me at night
Good things are coming like beautiful mornings
It visit me through all these days
Standing still to make anew of the past
Loving and learning is what I hold to last
A new sun appears to make a new beginning….

By: lena
Lie
10/9/07

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Lucilla Carrillo May 31, 2014 at 9:08 AM I love the way you wrote this poem. The sun always does rise after the storm. It brings with it new hope. Here where I live - we are having a bad storm. It is just pouring. Have a great day.... Lucilla Lena Emp June 3, 2014 at 10:00 AM Thank you Lucilla, but I prayed that bad storm will turn to a beautiful mornings too. Have a nice day.