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This is one of my poem that I just scribbled over few days ago and thought I'd like to share it with you guys. I'm still sort of rusty because I haven't been writing poem as much as I used to but... I think I'm getting there, after all it's like riding a bicycle again.
The Torrential Rain
The rain's pouring down so hard
The wind's blowing so hard
It's howling and pounding
It starts to get so dark
The darker it gets, the harder the rain pours
As I try to walk in the torrential rain,
It pounds my body, leaving bruises for the eyes to see;
But, Alas, It's my weakest moment
The torrential rain is my cry
The wind is my shield
The howl is my soul screaming for calm and serenity
The bruises is my pain
How torrid can it get?
As bold as it can be; My faith shall not be shattered
Yet, The torrential rain tells me that it's okay
Only to cry and to stay strong together.
The Torrential Rain
The rain's pouring down so hard
The wind's blowing so hard
It's howling and pounding
It starts to get so dark
The darker it gets, the harder the rain pours
As I try to walk in the torrential rain,
It pounds my body, leaving bruises for the eyes to see;
But, Alas, It's my weakest moment
The torrential rain is my cry
The wind is my shield
The howl is my soul screaming for calm and serenity
The bruises is my pain
How torrid can it get?
As bold as it can be; My faith shall not be shattered
Yet, The torrential rain tells me that it's okay
Only to cry and to stay strong together.