howling galeA Poem by TumiuntitledHOWLING GALE So strong was the strength of the gale It refuse to take away my sufferings Howling with weakness Lifting all but meaningless things So strong was the howling gale Becomes weak in the presence of penury noisy and chaotic heavy but empty if only it could lift my burden take my pains away subdue the sufferings pulling my life today wishing it takes them all away so we never meet again
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4 Reviews Added on July 1, 2024 Last Updated on July 12, 2024 AuthorTumilagos, christian, NigeriaAbouti am just a random person trying to do best at writing more..Writing
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