(11:49 am)A Poem by AmarantaWatched the movie 'Chronicle'.(11:49 am) A storm never reflects On the destruction it leaves All of the lives it has taken And I always assumed I was this exception To love. That my mind, although frightful Could never leave scars and ruts Lightning is my blood Rain drops are my eyes I’m alone up here in the clouds That cushion me; But I need to learn (I have much to learn) About the people On the ground. © 2014 Amaranta |
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Added on November 18, 2014 Last Updated on November 18, 2014 Tags: poem, poetry, speculative |