Best Stormy Poems

Blue moon rising 
on a stormy night
I sit sobbing 
without you
 
Sadness, 
when we fell out of love
The point of no return, 
drifting apart
You broke my heart, 
my fragile heart
 
Now you're gone, 
I'm missing you
Guess it's over
Tell me why
 
Whispers on the wind
Words:
disappointment
dejection
disillusioned
rejection
 
A...

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I don't know how or when
but I'm gonna get there
Even if I must battle
Tidal wave or fierce typhoon
I'll fight hurricane and storm
Knowing your love will keep me warm
No matter what it takes
I'll get there soon

Storm clouds may be gathering
There will be grey days ahead
Blue skies...

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I waded with a cross through sea beds
bone-dry now of torrential rains
from last night's summer storm
my arms carrying the boat to treeless banks

And heard whispers , an angelic song
amen-rowing from distant shores
drowned by thunder-shouts of repentance
from a rainstorm world that could end no sooner
than tomorrow,...

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Baby girl, it seems like you have been gone forever,
I want you here by my side, 'cause we belong together,
You lift me off of my feet, you got me flying like a feather,
Floating in the atrocious storm, but only your smile can change my weather,
I...

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I watch a coral glow of sky
and see it mirrored by the sea;
I wish for eagle wings to fly -
away from you, away from me,
away from what has come to be.

The sun ship rode pale aqua waves
the first day that I saw your face;
today take...

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Lightning blazes across the sky,
Thunder rumbles in quick reply.
Gusty winds cause debris to fly,
While children cry, while children cry.

Torrential rains fall night to day.
Roads are flooded and washed away.
Nature's wrath causing much dismay,
While people pray, while people pray.

A rainbow arcs across the sky,
As stormy clouds...

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Alone in loneliness
Amid forever nights
And these four walls
In faint, whisper soft your name

I beg out loud to the nothingness that remains
"Please not another nightmare, no more storms"
But, answers are merely glimpses of light
From lightening...
Filtering through the pane

Empty sheets...
Cast empty shadows on the wall
Of places where...

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Can a poem be as lovely as a rainbow?
Should one protest when a rainy day comes?
Do birds mind the wetness or find shelter?
Though soft rain increases the fragrant blooms.
For even the fields are covered with blossoms.

Still dark clouds spread above the skies.
The rainbow disappeared from...

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dark clouds brewing
rolling thunder, lightning strikes
     stormy afternoon...

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That dark and stormy night lives in my mind.
We thought we would get home before the storm.
Bang crash,how could nature be so unkind? 
My sweetie died quick  and so did my "norm".

We thought we would get home before the storm.
Although I wasn't driving I...

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Seaweed, fragmented shell as cannonballs 
in maelstrom hurled upon the shore.
The bellowing wind cast all asunder
as Summer’s shoots from shifting sand were torn.
Such was Autumn’s storm.

The sleet was blown in horizontal sheets
as figures double-bent fought step by step
to make but little progress, homeward bound.
The sky...

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Beneath kohl sky,  the war of words rattles
As fierce lightning of his voice, my thunderous replies
Pour a lethal elixir,  its venom malignant
Demanding a  power struggle between forces,
On one tearing night which assaults the senses:
How whipping air deepens a rugged course 
Where darkness...

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Gulls soar and dive along the shore,
while searching for fresh scraps to score.
Their haunting cackle sounds, so pierce,
fighting for their catch, dangerously fierce.

A bright red buoy floats and faintly chimes,
seafarer’s warnings of dangerous mines.
A lighthouse beacon shines brightly at night,
with the foghorn blowing as a...

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More interesting the way you wrestle
never meaning hurt..
flirting.., with a skillfull mind
and matching tongue.

Twice as agile your swift feet, gleeful toes,
play like little lady fingers, jabbing, 
bobbing and weaving in the morning sun.   

What a change I witness when the gloves come off
colors...

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Rain drizzling on the window pane
Sullen moments, filled with melancholy
Wishes glued to hopes of sunshine
Rays washing away the storm clouds, 
The gray day – the tempestuous darkness

Nothing in life ever felt quite as dismal
As the overcast moments when I was left
To my own devices, my...

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