Death

[lostinthewind]

It came so suddenly
With no warning at all
Like a strong gust of wind
Brief and chilling

A life changing moment
When the wind comes by
Leaving you lost and confused
With only memories that remain

When you think of what’s happened
Sorrow comes in sharp stings
Your throat swells up tight like a clogged straw
Each gulp feels like drowning

Thoughts fill your mind
Wonders of what comes next pour in like a heavy rainfall
All you can do is wait for the clouds to break
Coming apart at a snail pace

The shimmering sun will flow in
Your heart will begin to mend
The pain will be there but weaker
Things will start to get better



^I am aiming for something with the use of imagery

[Shailenza]

You are definitely achieving your goal of integrating imagery, however I think the poem would be much more unique and interesting if you chose to use imagery that is not common. Some of your examples seemed boring and cliche. i.e. "wondering of what comes next pur in like a heavy rainfall"