THE STORM 







The storm is here,

The weather ain’t smiling 

A sharp strike and I can barely keep stable 
The energy in me is flowing slowly 
Good place I left for an unstable reason
A fire has been sent from a different person
Situations of life, hard hour has risen 
Have been hit by a bolt filed with trouble 
Love is confusing, nature is refusing 
I can’t boat of increasing 
Sweating  on the inside, drying on the outside 
I can only think of reducing. 
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