The Storm
Angry sea welling with waves high
Threatening looks the sky
Grey looming clouds
Engulf fleecy white ones
Wind blowing
Howling ferociously as it comes
Peaceful land and
Water is in turmoil in minutes
Many times
A storm arises within us
Frustration and
Anger we unleash without a fuss
Ravages of nature
Can be later mended
Storms unleashed
By mankind, has many relations ended.
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