Close your thoughts;
Feel the rigorous wind sing.
Curse the wretchedness of the rain
Thunders are ragingly roaring,
I know you're keeping
a rancor feeling.
Escape, reach your tenebrous den,
And secrete your perpetual spirit.
-roseesesch
YOU ARE READING
Broken
PoetryThis poem is written by my thoughts, past and heartbreaks. This is where I put all the bleeding words in my head. A broken poem from a broken pen. And this poem is not just for me. I also write to rescue those dying hearts. I write for those who can...
