Her Anger

Her anger roars
Like the thunder;
I go under
Without a sound.

Eyes like lightning,
So fierce and round,
Open the ground
Underneath me.

I have no words;
I want to flee,
So I won't be
Struck down by her.

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Made as an example of a Pathya Vat, which is a Cambodian poetry form. They often have only one stanza, but this is to show how the rhyme scheme works when you have several. Each stanza consists of four lines. Each line has four syllables.

Made for Round 87 in the Oriental Poetry Contest.

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Entering in "Poetic Traditions Poetry Contest "  Round 81