My prayers # 6 ( Be a guest in the past)

On a cloudy dark dayPast the late eveningBefore the midnightThe thunders bolting at their highestHell like lighting is striking out sideAs ifThe Overwhelmed sky is crashing into streaksAnd roaring to gulp the feeble earth into the stormThe treedom is waving vehementlyCarrying the devilish windAnd helpless to face the catastrophe I am stretched on bed lifelesslyTrembling to the ghostly sounds over the roofI see the dark emptinessThough my eyes are wide opened outMy dreadful thoughts ran…

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