In the darkest frame of night
The rain grasping my body
Demons shout in my ear
Their words becoming less clear
As I fight to hear God's voice
My own tongue roars fervantly
Praying for joy and yearnings
That oncekept my heart blooming.
With the water rolling down
And the white moon shrouded
My soul restlessly recites
Poetry that screams for ardor
The overwhelming demand
For thundering ecstasy
Poetry forever charged
With the resolute passion
Of lovers in wild embrace
Poetry that penetrates
Each aspect of existence
With an immortal beauty
That storms forth in God's vigor
As the lightning of his love
Strikes the earth in pure glory
The winds of mercy and grace
Whip around me with a zeal
That electrifies the words
My soul sings and I embrace
Dynomite jubilation
A very interesting way to express emotions and thoughts. I miss your poems.