Poem Social life


Quote 265

  • Flawsome
    After a heavy storm.
    The Wind blows up and
    Fade away.
    Stillness of a dark soul.
    Freezing mist
    Grey clouds.
    The rains falls on my shallow face,
    A chaotic calmness resonate.
    Desperately, the sun rises above my horizon,
    Warm breeze murmurs down โ€œHush!โ€
    whispers to me:
    โ€œcalm down, calm down.โ€