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An Epilogue
#WritcoPoemPrompt64
The heavens are making lines in the sky,
Followed by roaring sounds,
So loud, could be heard and seen wondrously high,
With bits of colossal shaking pounds
Shaking and quaking left an hour
In the prodigal rampage
Till hearing makes unbearable
Clouds are about to break
In breaking showers over the vale
Sweeping the dear grass to gleam
Galloping comes the wave tide to blister
Over the yellowed sandy -shore
Shivering wind came late
Not to break sandy dunes
But to frighten the hearts away
The roudy wave had already crushed them
In the aftermath ,
Flood flooded the yard in vehemence
In the thundering shower I did see
A total submerge of the land
Leaving tree-tops and roof-tops
Just picture made a havoc
A sporadic reaction of rhe sky
The rain was a pouring fountain
In the mnd ,
On the ground a python running on the sly
Many eyes behind bars did wach
A great water circus on the rise.
© N. Gamage
The heavens are making lines in the sky,
Followed by roaring sounds,
So loud, could be heard and seen wondrously high,
With bits of colossal shaking pounds
Shaking and quaking left an hour
In the prodigal rampage
Till hearing makes unbearable
Clouds are about to break
In breaking showers over the vale
Sweeping the dear grass to gleam
Galloping comes the wave tide to blister
Over the yellowed sandy -shore
Shivering wind came late
Not to break sandy dunes
But to frighten the hearts away
The roudy wave had already crushed them
In the aftermath ,
Flood flooded the yard in vehemence
In the thundering shower I did see
A total submerge of the land
Leaving tree-tops and roof-tops
Just picture made a havoc
A sporadic reaction of rhe sky
The rain was a pouring fountain
In the mnd ,
On the ground a python running on the sly
Many eyes behind bars did wach
A great water circus on the rise.
© N. Gamage
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