Thunder calls; I answer.
Lightning blooms like wild fire.
The rain sings without fear.
Clouds cradle silver flame.
My heart races with the sky.
Love strikes just as swiftly.
Both leave the world transformed.
Neither asks for permission.
I welcome every storm.
Its light feels like home.
it's fascination
stirs my curiosity
while chasing lightening
voice muffled by wind
dark cloud roams across stormed sky
chasing lightning bolts
A pleasurable fun
The mighty fairy men
That rest on their misfortune fames
And boast of their powerful names
Seeking greatness all ways
Making out through the trough
Unrelenting spirit standing all days
Perfect description of the field falloff
Going beyond ones apparition
Assays for the end
Goes beyond what words can amend
Eating up via pump to fake the love for ammunition
The same book that we had last neglect
The same world we learn was a dream
While we are still in love to deflect
Forgetting our way to the darling home
Shadow is a fear on its own
It leaves in time of distress
To see your endless joy born
The best ever siege redress
Leaving and coming
A mark of change
While you wait almost hoping
The faded change impinge
I'm the girl who gets lost
Does she ever come back?
only in pieces I think
This cloud chaser that I am
Dissappears bit by bit
A life of incomplete sentences, unfinished poems
I've become a collection of random notes left amongst the stars
I must search the sky at night to gather those thoughts
A vague reflection, this stranger that peers back at me through the mirror
With all that I've loved, I've left some part of me behind
Now I can see what's missing
I want something to fill the space between, me and me
Let me draw you a map to these constellations I've created
Can I be your favorite story?
He's a cyclone chaser, cloaked in neon tracer
that mirrors stars dying, heartless witches flying
Clouds move like thunder
raging across dark streaked sky
rain pelts onto ground
the asleep count sheep
the woke mind the wake
our decisions make
***
storm chaser
cotton clouds billow
feisty winds in frisky moods ~
thunder approaches
lightning bolts run wild
leaves flash in silver storm hues ~
driving rain thrashes
sunbeams chase the storm
summer stretches 'cross calm skies ~
storm makes quick get away
7/20/21
Pea green and sea green stuck at a bar ~
they washed down the sand with water
Time sada chukay bilu Mori
Gal vich eday kali dori
Time sada chukay bilu Mori
Shayer babu ay munda lahori
Time sada chukay bilu Mori
Baanh vich kara chapal peshori
Time sada chukay bilu Mori
Ay laga phiray chori chori
Time sada chukay bilu Mori
Khuda janda recce de story
Time sada chukay bilu Mori.
Note. Ham kis marz ki dava hain.
the sun is out
in full gear
what fun
what a day
tooting its own horn
blaring and glaring
how absolutely divine
delightful and delirious
playfully parading
elated and excited
gorgeously giddy
joyous and jolly
the sun’s come out to play
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
I want the earth in my hand,
I need a house in aso.
For the great sea serpents and land
They all shall come to bow,
I wish i could ride in night,
And build a house in cloud.
My wealth shall reach the sky in height
Holier than thou in crowd
Bow the gods in dark,
Stab your soul with sharp
Cunning soul and mine touch and spark
An incessant cry i heard
In the fort night bright i see
The unmercy angel with smile and frank
I wail and beg forgive
But no mercy cry incessant he sang
My opulent, my inheritance has gone
Me avarus ignorance of knowledge chase the wind from west to south.
Indulged in cherished fantasy in awaken state,
to risk illusion or suffer unrealistic ambition.
Fanciful actions to turn into reality,
in vain hope, we climb,
we climb to the top of our dream
And in that moment we transit from a Dream Chaser to a Dream Achiever.
Their wind doesn't make your climate
That's just how storms roll
Turning over mole hills and mountains
Looking for change
7/17/2019
Excerpt from Brainstormy Weather
Adapted for Arbitrium Divisa 3 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Gregory R Barden
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