Clouds surround and hang over head As my spirit dies and witheres away My soul will long for a place to stay Just like the monsters underneath my bed Clouds surround than dissappear The sun shines, it fills my mind With joyful thoughts every time But to lose them forever is my biggest fear My thoughts brainstorm Scattering imagery I get lost in the memories That's why Im obsessed with the rain pour Clouds surround and change up the weather My mood swings with the wind As I recall all my family and friends These are the thoughts I wish to keep forever
Stormy Thoughts: A Sonnet
Nice work! I think many people can understand this fear of not being able to know what will happen to their memories when they pass on.
Interesring experiment with a sonnet form! I like the use of this common form to explore common feelings in a less common way: the imagery of your mood swinging with the storm's winds is great.