Storms Calm

A poem consisted by two lists or words.

The wreckage of your mind starts to take over as guitar strings sound.

Iridescent pictures smolder like forgotten memories and ashed tears.

Smoke from the burned clock chokes as time stops all around,

Wild thoughts consume you like a hurricane rain drowning you in fears.

You fight for control yet the darkness is rooted in your mind like monstrous trees,

Air is suddenly taken from your lungs and your vision spots.

Losing every possession as time slips and you fall to your knees,

Another string sounds in your land of ruin, chaos and rocks.

Then a voice calls as sweet as long lost friends,

Calming you to a blissful ocean of trust and the darkness breaks as it bends.

Author's Note

I did this with the help of LivingDeath

Reviews

[LivingDeath]

Very good poem! You pulled off the challenge extremely well. Dark at the beginning but a glimpse of hope at the end. I like this alot actually. You have talent being able to paint a picture in the readers head with your words. Great job.
~LivingDeath

[Allen Smuckler]

This is a terrific write, Vinny...everything about it spews with emotion and passion..
your choice of words throughout were vivid and colorful...and use of metaphors described the moment(s) without confusion or ambiguity...I love the way you painted the picture with your words..not an easy thing to do...great piece of art, Vinny.
allen

[Tom Chan]

your words are magical!