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VINI CHYRELL MINZ

Abstract Tragedy Inspirational

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VINI CHYRELL MINZ

Abstract Tragedy Inspirational

The Hurricane

The Hurricane

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The havoc all around I see

With blackouts and bizarre experiences

The words that had no meaning were said

And they still linger around like haunting clouds

Mysterious and precarious this night,

Thunderstorms and lightning

Worsen it all.


The final goodbye to the hurricane

Seems a never ending feat

Madness and porcelain breaking, mending and nothing is left.

The hurricane blows and takes with it

All the imagination and reason and power

Dries up the spirit, shakes the trees 

Fills the heart with ecstasy, a fool you become

And then it finally leaves.


The wind comes and goes but with it

Alas! It carries deep melancholy

The struggling stormy night

And the shelter's far from me.

The rain is as fierce as it could be

Sorrow sorrounds, this is the great misery.


Clear voice of a sobbing sea

Intimidates itself or others

No one can see.

The vision is blurred

The agony does not let you breathe

The regret is real, the heart aggrieved.

Given it up, this nature's play

Thought of it but so hard to say.


The hurricane knows nothing, 

Just causes destruction, pain and dismay

Never ever should you be travelling      

It's harsh and indifferent way.

The cruel hailstorm and standing in the rain

Drenched till the core, sane or insane?

No one can tell , the hurricane still crushing

Tosses a poor flower, scars and bruises.


Please wake up and tear down this masquerade

Though imagination is lost, just don't cry today.

You've seen so much, now breakaway

The hurricane has done too much harm anyway.

This pain will also pass, like other stories

The sun will rise, slowly but surely

Healing begins so let it be

Past it was now you are free.


Smile because the hurricane is now gone

Torturous days, misty eyes

Replace them with a new song.

Sometimes I ask myself, did this experience took the best of me?

'No' comes the answer,

Cause I still have dreams and I'm still breathing.



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