Storm Poems
Confined in Mind
by Anisha Nyambe
trapped or rather confined
the world has me redefined.
a name I've never known
tells me I'm the way shown.
the cries, they say the same
and they talk of evil's game.
the world, it sees me through
steel, iron and skimpy glue.
trapped in a place only I would find,
this place is called my mind.
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When the Clouds Roll In
by Leo Warne
On this new day the sky is mad
darkness seems to doom all man.
The clouds far up away from this land,
all of life seems to have ran.
Soaring along with the mourning lark,
while all the world is shrouded in dark.
Through the door my spirit flies,
and up unto the Heaven's high.
Clashing Colors
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
the clouds were charcoal
with deep azure peeking through
sun and mists clashing
beautiful drama
surprised, eyes turned to the skies
on the path of blooms
ever changing days
what we knew gone suddenly
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Tides
by Tom Cameron
The storms
Wild, unforgiving
Violent and raging
They swarm
O! The force
The tempest it came
And the tempest it threw us off course
We're high, we're low
We ebb, we flow
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A Song of Resilience
by Ayatullah Nurjati
In mountains high and rivers wide,
Nature speaks, no truth to hide.
It bends, it breaks, but it endures,
Through storms and rains, its heart secure.
Look to the earth, O soul of mine,
In its resilience, God’s grace shines.
A life of trials, yet peace it brings,
Nature whispers the wisdom of kings.
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Along with the Thunder
by Ghairo Daniels
Along With The Thunder
Along with the Thunder
came Tempestas, goddess of storms
turtle doves scattered on
corrugated roof, grey feathers flying when glimpsing her fierce amber countenance
this is time of rattling cracked panes
loose screws
when weather ruled, seemingly profane
warmonger wind howls or laughs
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A poem written in Rain
by Aditi Hayaran
During the rainy days, I'll step outside
When the sky is dark and no people in sight
To get drenched in the rain
And feel the rain drops
I will walk until the rain stops
To see the pits filled with water
In the puddle I'll try to find,
The reflection of you I have in my mind.
In the puddles, fleeting glimpses, a smile, a touch, a goodbye.
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Reflections of the Self
by Ayatullah Nurjati
As I stand, a poet in an ocean of words,
Unspoken feelings, unheard verses surge.
What is this craft, this calling to write?
Is it light for others or my own plight?
I pen the tales of others, the struggles they bear,
Yet each word I write is a weight I wear.
To live, to serve, to break free from norm,
A poet’s life—a perpetual storm.
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A Song of Resilience
by Ayatullah Nurjati
In mountains high and rivers wide,
Nature speaks, no truth to hide.
It bends, it breaks, but it endures,
Through storms and rains, its heart secure.
Look to the earth, O soul of mine,
In its resilience, God’s grace shines.
A life of trials, yet peace it brings,
Nature whispers the wisdom of kings.
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Polly Astley
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Polly Astley loved to have visitors, for she loved piquant, plum people;
Like counting stars when we were young, in milky moonlight, peaceful.
Her days were spent teaching children, with faces perky as sunflowers,
When redbirds danced in jade treetops, viewed by folk on lunch hours.
Polly loved the parties and get togethers, that she frequently attended;
Like red rhododendron and rose revelry, in scented gardens, extended.
Sukey Sykes was Polly's friend, and also roommate, sharing expenses;
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