Storm Poems | Examples of Storm Poetry

Find your love and let it kill you like a storm tearing the sky of your soul, let it burn like an unquenchable fire dancing on the altar of your heart, throw yourself into the arms of passion like an eagle soaring towards unknown horizons, and allow it to consume you completely, without fear of losing yourself, for true...

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'Twas dawn and all the sky blazed red. The tell-tales snapped like waving flags. The keening wind was full of dread; all surplus sails were stowed in bags. Though somewhere on the restless main the sea was growling in the deep. Its purpose no one could ascertain; but there it stirred and did not sleep. The...

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Cloud darkened sky Nimbus raced above me in flight Cloud darkened sky A thunderstorm was drawing nigh Shadowing the purple twilight Lightening flashed, giving great fright Cloud darkened sky ...

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though winds hurl with all their might they cannot break me AP: Honorable Mention 2025 Posted on April 24, 2024...

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OVERCOMING THE STORM Into the storm I must venture, knowing that any attempt to flee only prolongs the ravages. Like any storm, it is relentless and destructive, just as a well-organized group of savages. It rips and tears at the flesh with sharp talons, trying to gouge deeper into the muscle. Perceived as high and lofty, it disregards...

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waking to rain remnants of the storm the cat prowls past my bed memories of love stir I’m alone in the silent room my heart beats the sun bleeds through clouds a poetic leap trees sprout leaves to live is to live again trees sprout leaves a poetic leap the sun bleeds through clouds my heart beats in the silent room I’m alone memories of love stir the cat prowls past my...

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Everyone hates Rainy days They’re so cold and grey So why do they bring me peace? How does it put my mind at ease? The Storm matches my chaotic mind Slowing things down so that I can unwind The Rain washes out my pain And the darkness neutralizes my brain The weather aids my temper It tames the raging fire Cooling the blazing embers Causing my...

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Night fells suddenly sending rays of hope in the sky as anxious hearts make music with their flute and the violin with its tender strings bring back memories of my youth. It is the part of me that no one can see but something bigger than me is always speaking to me and it is...

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I saw myself upon a lonely road— Night fell, and cold winds stirred. Like a soldier taking the night watch, I wandered the wild in silence. Fair enough, they say: “You must be a man.” But what of it? Do not heroes fall sometimes? Even lions miss their prey. Yet I am heavy-laden By the thoughts that live in my head. Two voices speak to...

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-Slow down- Even the sounds of rushing red waters pulsing... drown out the beats that blare in my head - Slow Down - My thoughts spin like a carousel of fervent beats, while I watch the harbors of still waters, a gentle surrender to time, drift away. Every stride toward solace meets the rush of a furious current that demands to be heard. BREATHE They say. But...

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In the tempest of your heart’s deep ache, When sorrow’s waves crash and break, Stand like a lighthouse, steadfast and true— Let your smile be the beam that cuts through. Though clouds may gather, dark and dense, Your light can pierce the storm’s offense. For every night gives way to dawn, And pain, like mist, will soon be gone. So smile, though your...

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The wind, a howling beast, clawing at the windows, shaking the very foundations. Rain, a relentless assault, drumming a rhythm of fear, swallowing the familiar world. Darkness, thick and suffocating, broken only by the angry flash, the echoing thunder's threat. We huddle, small and vulnerable, listening to the fury unleashed, praying for the morning's grace. Then, the slow surrender, the gradual softening of the roar, the hesitant return of...

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My tongue, a beast that bites me first. I wanna shut it down, never to speak again. My voice, a wild river, Yet keeps flooding, careless of consequence. My lips, in a race, while everyone hopes— “Would they ever learn silence?” My brain, too messy, Spills out without a thought. All cures, I’ve tried— Nothing worked. The words kept flying— Some hurt. Some haunt. Some hang in the...

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The Storm uttered his vengeful voice Breathing threats on all mortals below. With power he showed his flashing bolts And shook the earth with his mighty hands. The trees cried loudly as they were rent. The rivers drank more than they could bear. Creatures hid in quivering protest As the storm’s soldiers marched quickly by. When he passed there came...

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My son, I see the weight you bear, The silent cries, the deep despair. But in your soul, a fire burns bright— A spark of hope, a will to fight. This path is hard, the nights are long, But you, my love, are fierce and strong. No chain is stronger than your will, No silence deeper than your fill. You've stumbled, yes, but...

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