Poem – Atmospheric Anomalies

Photo credit: National Geographic

Photo credit: National Geographic

Darkness spreads during

The wandering storm,

Twisting their face like

A fistful of clay.

What once was their smile

Is no longer warm.

The colour of those

Eyes has turned to gray.

Getting your shirt wet –

Oh well, you’ve been warned.

At least you know that

It’s not just decay.

Unlike with this rain,

You’ve been misinformed –

Their ugly grimace

Still won’t go away.

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