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Torrential Tears

A Poetic and Sensory Journey into The Eye Of The Storm

By Kenneth cruzPublished about a year ago 1 min read

Raindrops fall like a lovers tongue, tickling and dancing on my skin

Thunder roars pillaging my ears like it was committing a sin.

Heaven's tears taste cold and sweet, pure like a lover's kiss.

Grass and sea dew mix together, striking my nostrils, as if Mother Nature herself had made a unique stew; its scent brings utter bliss.

Lighting strikes, painting the sky red like a drunkard's eyes, each flash a montage as tears fall and memories win.

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  • Dharrsheena Raja Segarranabout a year ago

    Whoaaaa, your imageries were so vivid! Such a beautiful poem!

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