Best Poems Written by Henry Mejeh

Death

Hard spikes of cold rain nailed                                                                                                                                        the night to the city.                                                                                                                                                 Thunder rolled across the dark sky,                                                                                                                                       I hardly noticed the ominous peals.                                                                                                                              The pounding of my own heart                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          was the loudest noise in the night,                                                                                                                             I stopped at a quiet cul-de-sac                                                                                                                                          along the boulevard,                                                                                                                                                            the rain sprayed  cold droplet                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           
but all in futility

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