The wind may blow

As random as it gets

The rain may pound

The wind may blow

But none can compare

To the pain inside

 

The storm may rage

The lightning crash

But the ache always seeks

Where the heart can't hide

 

The storm may rage

The lightning crash

My heart and soul

Has been razed to ash

 

The rain may pound

The wind may blow

But once the pain is sown

It can only grow.

 

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Jun 25, 2009

• poetry freak
• The wind may blow

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Xyve rrg]

well done! i belive that this has been written from the heart. i truly felt the pain.
The storm may rage

The lightning crash

But the ache always seeks

Where the heart can't hide


i love this part. especially the last two lines. it's true, the ache seeks where the heart can't hide.
keep up!

[Desert Dreamer]

Pain and heartache does feel like a rain storm, with the wind, lightning and rain of the pain. I like your ending and imagine the pain planted in the soil with the rain...and I wonder will the pain grow into more pain or turn to healing like the wildflowers after the rain?

[Jenthura]

"But once the pain has been sowed"
That line was out of beat, but the rest slides like oiled dovetails.

[puppyLove]

amazing!