Storm, Will You Promise Me Again

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Storm

do come soon

I love how you cool my heart

the curtains fly in sync with my hair

as I indulge in sinful delight

of savoring the rain drops on my skin

wet, refreshed, nourished

the pleasant breeze

running past my open window

teasing, chasing, flying

and here you are

knocking against my window

the lights go numb in the streets below

enveloping the world

in a darkness that's soothing

as I relish the moments

my bedroom, the perfect den

to envision both

the motion

as well as the stillness

this evening grants me delight

and a peaceful camaraderie

but then you depart

like a lover who tricks, betraying

my faith, the trust I bestowed

Storm, you promised me once

of never hurting the souls

who lived among the rocks

and played with the mud

why then do you revel in their miseries

the huts, abandoned of life

trees obeying gravity as the branches

cut through the irony of

lives resting under debris

a cry here, a shout there

feeble pain captured, and released

the stars look down silently

ensuring the guilt rise through my food-pipe

ugly bile, a mockery of my plight

the night after the storm

calls out my name

announcing in muter whispers

of tragedies locked in dusty panes

that we never count

which we never fathom

we forget, and we move

over ashes of pain, and depleted sorrows

Storm

will you promise me again

to not harm the harmed

and be a peaceful companion

of harmony and love

let the breeze that cools my mind

also bring happiness to all our kind

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