Storms Poems

The Power of Hope

There’s a spark in our hearts that
urges us to try,
Through storms and challenges, it
accompanies us on the ride,
Infusing our senses that there’ll be
light at dawn,
This flame never dies; it’s the flame 
of Hope.

Shining bright through dark clouds
is Hope,
A force of strength in times of
despair, is Hope,
When we embrace it, we feel relief, comfort and peace,
It’s

Storms

There are times when I am just tired of the endless rain.
Walking in the middle of this desert, once again.
No one knows the chaos of the battle I am fighting for my seed.
Faith is a choice, its something you must feed.
The darkness I feel at times, is part of the process I am facing to

External Storms

External Storms 
Listen close, the winds whisper low,
A symphony of sorrow's ebb and glow.
Thunder rumbles, a beast awakening,
Heaven's own heartbeat, in warning speaking.
Pressure builds, unseen forces stir,
An invisible tempest, nature's curse. 
Silhouettes dance on lightning's flash,
Echoes of laughter turn to ash.
As shadows lengthen and tempests rage outside,
Within these walls, another battle wages. 
A heart laid

The Journey Within

“I have journeyed within myself,
 Scanned rumblings of the inner self
 Lent my ears to the inner chime
 Within grasp of the sands of time.” By author.
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The Journey Within

The journey within, for diverse souls,
Begins at diverse stages of life,
    For some since early days of childhood,
      

Rhythm of a River

Smooth moves
rivers perform
with intuitive flow.
Even when storms cause them to churn,
their God bequeathed responses are right on.
Not so, emotions in my heart,
besieging my faith's hold.
My needs pursue
smooth flows.

TROPICAL STORMS

Tropical storms bring
Devastation, hurt and pain
And harm to others

Teakler and the moonlight

How merciful the is Neptune
that we must travel the sea
does Poseidon make the waters
choppy might man wish to
conquer the seas
As woman treats the world horrible
might she find a lover then
she'll smile
Vishwakarma ,ay bless the ship maker
only for Neptune to curse him
the ship stands tall in the what are cat tails
to drift into the stream
through the

resorts of the mind

Here at our rooftop, collegiate, ‘resort of the mind,’
an early heatwave has struck - we’ve been advised.
Like we needed it. It’s 94°f and climbing - we’re not insensitive.
We’re aware that the sun is bright and the air is crisp and hot.
It was Friday morning, until the sun pointed to noon.

Nothing’s going to stop the summer

Silent Storms-Rising Queen

No one may ever truly see
The storms you hide so silently.
But you don’t need their eyes to gleam—
You’ll build your crown from every dream.

A princess now, a queen you’ll rise,
With fire behind your gentle eyes.
One day you’ll shine, a blazing star,
Your light will heal the hearts afar.

When It Rains

When it rains it catches you completely off guard 
No mercy when it thunders and comes down hard
Your mind and heart starts to go down memory lane
Thinking about accidents and love that went in vain
It's inconvenient and it slows normal activities down
But it provides clean air leaving a saturated ground
It's cold and could be deadly

Thyroid Storms

She started crying in the middle of rages—
not the soft kind, but sharp,
like she’d cut herself on something
I couldn’t see.
She slammed drawers.
Shouted at a spoon.
Broke a plate and sobbed
as if the world had cracked with it.

Before she left,
my mother filled the kitchen with notes
written on paper towels—
taped to the cupboards,
the countertops, the fridge.
I couldn’t read,
but

the night’s hours

The day’s hours were worn down and a sudden sunset, that
resembled a master’s painted glimpse of Valhalla, was upon
us, its majesty of deepest blue, blood red and black.

From our tenth-floor skew, the river looked, for all,
like a wrinkled sea expecting a storm. Boats moved
to tie up before the dark body of windswept clouds arrived
trailing a

Thanks to these storms to which I owe the power to wield my angst like a shining sword

Thanks to these storms to which I owe the power to wield my angst like a shining sword,
For they have taught me to shake off my fears and crush them at my weary feet,
I feel a whirlwind of air entering my anxious being, freeing me from the shadows of fear,
I owe them their icy stillness,

Storms

Tornado Warning
all of its might was soon aired
But Haskell was spared.

LOVE WEATHER

I looked up and I saw love in the sky; it had cloud shaped just like your love in the sky.  The clouds were shaped in hearts and kisses; they even had your sweet face in them. 
It was so beautiful, it warmed my heart. 
I gripped my chest and started to cry. Tears

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