In the eye of the storm
It's heart beats a ferocious melody
Like a parade of drums
All marching to the same beat
Of chaos, Of anarchy
Destruction. It's inevitable aim
Storming it's way through the restless night
The thundering wind bellowing, mindless
Reckless in its destruction
The rising crescendo
Rhythm of the storm
Rain pounds the earth
The storm will come again
BINABASA MO ANG
STORMS {Completed}
PoetryWhy do we hate the rain? It's simply water falling from the sky Yet it dampens soul and spirit I often ponder why
