Best Natural Disaster Poems
Rain-Desperate Times
Days and weeks of rain
has come down hard and fast
desperate times prevail
Natural Disaster
You have the compassion of a blizzard and the patience of an avalanche
Your derision trickles like a monsoon.
You drown me in disdain.
Flooded by your expectations, my capacities sank.
You are my natural disaster.
You are a hurricane of indecency, a tornado of contempt.
You are a Typhoon raging over my failings.
My army of good intentions surrenders to your gales of dissatisfaction.
You blow me away as a gnat.
You are my natural disaster.
The earth quakes from your judgment. You are predictable like a fault line.
We are a mud slide pouring into a chasm.
Me first, you shove
Into our crevasse of discontent, we fall together.
You are my natural disaster.
You are lightening. I have no ground.
The warmth of our love you kindled
into solar fission and into scorched conflagration you drove.
Your future is hot. Mine unwritten.
You are my natural disaster.
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JD Zoller. (C) 11-30-2016
creeks overflowing
dangerous late summer rains
flood waters churning
Written September 7, 2022
please don't break the lil bird's wing
with your contagious suffering
cocaine, heroin and caffeine you avoid
just nasty thoughts to fill each void
a great giant hole once housed your brain
actually caught the last train
what about the lil fish not yet afloat
has emotions growing as you bloat
this stuff is just as strong
up to you to help them to belong
we offer you family
even if our name is not Emily
as you rule from your bed of a throne
acting like a forgotten old crone
neglecting your knight of nights
selfish, pitiful stomping on other's rights
every one wants to be in Paris for the spring
but we go on and see what our reality may bring
once I thought pity was my desire from others
finally stopped and changed my druthers
not what I really wanted at all
learned how to stand tall
it does not appear like magik
sorry you gotta work it, I know ,tragic
just get a grip
everyone is not here to trip
you up or take anything away
try our best to love you each day
I know you wanna fight
cause that's what you learned as right
but this is not back then
time to begin again
You have everything and more
your depression is such a bore
look around at the world that you can touch
compared to some you have so much
some peeps would kill
if only your shoes they could feel
stop being so freaking rude
doesn't work with your thin veil of prude
the powerful, the pathetic
most dangerous kind of ick........
Demolished cities; citizens panic
Liquidation is here; leaders are manic
Casualties increase; hope is diminished
Faith is lost; Life is finished
The earth quakes with fear.
It sweats brooks.
My face is made of stone.
One look and you turn to stone.
The fire in my eyes burns forests down.
My kicks are quick as lightning.
I punch like rain; you can't avoid me.
My fists are made of iron.
I don't wait until they get hot to strike.
I break new ground as if it were a nose.
It crunches against my knuckles.
I uppercut deep. Lava gushes on impact.
The earth revolves around me before lying in mire.
It was me against the world.
Now I'm a world beater.
Today's rain is more of a doom,
But why not just spare my own room?
You just poured in without a shame
So, who will then take this your blame?
Tho', where I live is a jungle,
My life needs not be this bungled,
Because this flood was just a lot,
This is not just based on my thought.
Its' anger was unleashed too pure,
Though, not only to us, the poor,
Those at Lekki bought their own shares,
Their riches brought them their scares.
Tho' pained, but not by my soaked book,
But by the food I was to cook,
They were all soaked by this mean crook,
That turned my room to a deep brook.
My hunger cried, as the rain poured,
Everything swam, as the sky mourned,
Hunger came, as salary cried,
Debts begged, as the month-end sighed.
Passive in aggression all melted into the wax
The fire isn't burning the flame is not a match
Depression is a reason for those who can not hate
The wind it isn't moving but the chimes reverberate
Active in this searching of this mate for your soul
The ground it is trembling opened up and swallowed whole
Submission from intention proves the guilty only lie
The world is unforgiven there's no God within our sky
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Along the paw-trod path
Narrow and dainty through the gorse
Where yellow flowers
Lie dim like fallen stars in the mist
Comes a silent visitor, hesitant
It licks its lips
A taste like vinegar
Humans of old and long ago
Their lonely essence gone
The heather-stepper flinches
Shy of memorial eyes
The castle ruined on the hill
The manse below with broken windows
No smoke at the chimney
Only the wind that whips at the gables
And the empty nests of swifts
Nudging open the gate, it sniffs
The garden is overgrown
Cow parsley four feet tall
The front door at the porch swings on its hinges
Frightened at first, it shies back
But, then, seeing the door ajar once more
It pads in
In the hall, the photographs are curled in their frames
The flock wallpaper brown with age
Light rectangles appear on the wall
Where paintings have fallen to the floor
As nails have loosened away
Through a dirty glass door into the kitchen
A female body, face-up, mummified by cold
Her icy fingers gnawed by time
Clasps a mobile phone to her breast
The last note she wrote
With her thumbs
Before the screen went blank
Was: "It won't be long now."
My heart comes with tornado warnings
and my mind is shaken up by earthquakes.
My eyes should come with flash flood signs because baby-
Can’t you see?
I am a natural disaster.
You make me want to tear myself apart-
Build myself back up, cementing you into the foundation.
You make my soul wear a lock and I hid the spare key under your tongue.
Those butterflies you put in my stomach are really just elephants with wings taped on.
You make me feel as warm as molten gold
And cold as the sharpened rain.
But right now looking at you in this light under the stars
That are hiding behind clouds,
through the snowflakes in my lashes and our crinkled eyes
I realize why storms are named after people.
great north burning free
smoke from sea to sea to sea~
murky clarity
I climb with you Tsunami Wong on the wild ride
Over whitecaped waves rising in sheets of blue
Surfer girl towering eighty feet high with style
Fearless on the board, gracefully balanced
Arms stretched wide to hug the sky
Rolling seas take you to the crest of beauty
Breathless, tumbling together to the shore
Flooding my mind with wet ocean dreams
Dimpled cheeks, black hair flowing in the wind
Take me away to your depths but not to death
And when we crash inevitably on the ground
I want nothing more than to rest with you
Covered in warmth, blanketed in love
Tsunami empowered, tucked in your arms forever
From a comet’s tail, like pepper on a meal
sprinkling down on the land
upon the earth, the contagious death
the cleansing of God’s hand
Genocide made, from a periodic plague
swelling numbers of the dead
when life departs, with heavy hearts
of the times that lay ahead
From rich or poor, it seeks for more
to feed upon its evil
with terrible pain, of who were slain
by the horrific cosmic devil
Tearing the will, a numbness feel
no one is safe to hide
a celestial throw, of prevailing woe
on the comet’s trailing ride
Like a skyward beast, soaring from the east
a mighty dragon span
its subtle wings, and deadly fangs
and fire to decimate man
The invading spell, straight out of Hell
that curses all who live
their bodies writhe, to stay alive
and the suffering they give
Bringer of death, taker of breath
destroyer of life around
deliverer of ill, killer of will
burrier in the ground
With bodies spent, from furnace sent
from static streak on high
the festering cull, deflesh the skull
as the comet passes by
The fierce tidal wave
Roaring raw
Sweeping as it goes.
The outburst of ruin
Deadly heat
Welcomed by thunder.
Fire and brimstone rain
Unquenched burns
Natural killing.
Natural they are...
Disaster
May God save our souls.
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Natural problem
Is worldwide catastrophe
Leave no one behind.