Eye Of Storm Poem by Lev Brekhman

Eye Of Storm



The absence of peril,
Is a peril, of sorts.
You're living as you will,
Nirvana, all comforts.
It's like an 'eye of the storm',
Which will of course blink.
So fast you can't conform,
You are on death's brink.

Monday, October 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: irony
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ramesh Rai 28 October 2014

Short sweet and beautiful

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