Least Read Poems About Storms
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Least read poems about storms. Find an undiscovered masterpiece in the DU Poetry least read poems.
Like a Storm
Staring outside,
At the grey sky.
Full of clouds
Of thunder
and lightning.
I tried to imagine,
What it would be like
To be your storm.
I would wake you up every night,
By the sound of my winds knocking on your door.
Each footprint of my waters
Can be seen dripping on the floor.
When i asked for a little space
To bring you into my shower
Oh...how your soul got lost into my power.
How the rumbles are intensely quiet,
When you perform the act of forecasting the speed of the wind amid my eyeball.
How...
At the grey sky.
Full of clouds
Of thunder
and lightning.
I tried to imagine,
What it would be like
To be your storm.
I would wake you up every night,
By the sound of my winds knocking on your door.
Each footprint of my waters
Can be seen dripping on the floor.
When i asked for a little space
To bring you into my shower
Oh...how your soul got lost into my power.
How the rumbles are intensely quiet,
When you perform the act of forecasting the speed of the wind amid my eyeball.
How...
#romantic
#rain
#storm
#escape
#sensual
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Symphony of the Clouds
As if listening to music were about,
she whirled free above the clouds,
stormy emerald green.
The invisible notes danced in the air,
each chord vibrating with the breeze,
echoing among the heavenly flakes.
The sun, silent conductor, governed the show,
painting the sky with shades of gold and sapphire,
as the melody intertwined with the wind.
And there, in the symphony of heights,
the soul found its secret compass,
lost between ether and eternity.
she whirled free above the clouds,
stormy emerald green.
The invisible notes danced in the air,
each chord vibrating with the breeze,
echoing among the heavenly flakes.
The sun, silent conductor, governed the show,
painting the sky with shades of gold and sapphire,
as the melody intertwined with the wind.
And there, in the symphony of heights,
the soul found its secret compass,
lost between ether and eternity.
#sky
#clouds
#storm
#wind
#lover
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Bolt
The storm was brewing in the distance...
He could feel it in his bones!
Under the dark clouds waiting.
Nervous and excited at the same time.
Dreaming of catching the perfect shot...
Every second counted as he aimed his camera.
Ready to capture the moment of glory.
Suddenly, a flash of light illuminated the scene...
The bolt of lightning struck the tower!
Right pressed the shutter button with a smile.
Unbelievable, he thought, he did it.
Caught the image of a lifetime...
Knowing he was thunderstruck by the beauty.
He could feel it in his bones!
Under the dark clouds waiting.
Nervous and excited at the same time.
Dreaming of catching the perfect shot...
Every second counted as he aimed his camera.
Ready to capture the moment of glory.
Suddenly, a flash of light illuminated the scene...
The bolt of lightning struck the tower!
Right pressed the shutter button with a smile.
Unbelievable, he thought, he did it.
Caught the image of a lifetime...
Knowing he was thunderstruck by the beauty.
#storm
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
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Distant Lands
The night came on all dismal and dark
the sea acting ever so violent
by the rapid wind howling hark
I long to vanish, to flee
Higher and higher the seas did surge
gale winds louder and louder
vessel consuming water, partly submerged
with torn and shivering sails
Up ahead bleak hills and barren sands
lighthouse flashing so bright
grateful our vessel spotted land
home is where I want to be
the sea acting ever so violent
by the rapid wind howling hark
I long to vanish, to flee
Higher and higher the seas did surge
gale winds louder and louder
vessel consuming water, partly submerged
with torn and shivering sails
Up ahead bleak hills and barren sands
lighthouse flashing so bright
grateful our vessel spotted land
home is where I want to be
#sea
#storm
#rhyming
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Warm
I don't care about the lightning strikes
I don't care if the thunder roars
It's just a little electricity
And I've seen it all before
Another storm of the century
Blowing extra hard
The tide rises and buries the headland
Another billion or two lost for sure
It's just what we all ordered
Why act surprised that it came
If you fuck with Mother Nature long enough
She'll come and fuck with you in trade
Now that beachfront property might not be worth much for long
The new tide is rising
Drowning the old ways
Better pray like...
I don't care if the thunder roars
It's just a little electricity
And I've seen it all before
Another storm of the century
Blowing extra hard
The tide rises and buries the headland
Another billion or two lost for sure
It's just what we all ordered
Why act surprised that it came
If you fuck with Mother Nature long enough
She'll come and fuck with you in trade
Now that beachfront property might not be worth much for long
The new tide is rising
Drowning the old ways
Better pray like...
#storm
#water
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Perfect Summer Night
Eyes closed like the whispers of pillow talk
A cold front coming over the horizon making me balk
Stripping the summer heat from the earth
Lightning electrifying the air giving me mirth
A slight drizzle like a kiss upon my skin
Ever so slight like the promise of a night full of sin
When it's ripped away as the wind whips up a gale
The lightning rips the dark sea of clouds asunder without fail
Squinting against the night becoming day
Falling back into the yard I lay
Soaked to the bone
This weather reminds me of home
Rain...
A cold front coming over the horizon making me balk
Stripping the summer heat from the earth
Lightning electrifying the air giving me mirth
A slight drizzle like a kiss upon my skin
Ever so slight like the promise of a night full of sin
When it's ripped away as the wind whips up a gale
The lightning rips the dark sea of clouds asunder without fail
Squinting against the night becoming day
Falling back into the yard I lay
Soaked to the bone
This weather reminds me of home
Rain...
#rain
#storm
#summer #wind
#summer #wind
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Event
Whoever opens the door is not counting
to see the face of those who come
from behind...
Stabbed in the womb.
The insides unfurled!
Whistling wind
in the cracks…
Whoever opens the door
is not waiting
to have their face licked
by the wind.
The smell of ferns
passing under the door and
the muffled hinges
by the creaking of drying clothes.
Whoever opens the door is not thinking
to take with the door
In the face.
to see the face of those who come
from behind...
Stabbed in the womb.
The insides unfurled!
Whistling wind
in the cracks…
Whoever opens the door
is not waiting
to have their face licked
by the wind.
The smell of ferns
passing under the door and
the muffled hinges
by the creaking of drying clothes.
Whoever opens the door is not thinking
to take with the door
In the face.
#courage
#storm
#wind
#mirror
#confessional
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that storm came
that storm
came,
up early
enough
while
still dark
outside,
arguing
with himself,
waking
the morning
from
its sleep,
deciding
it wasn't
worth
arguing alone.
came,
up early
enough
while
still dark
outside,
arguing
with himself,
waking
the morning
from
its sleep,
deciding
it wasn't
worth
arguing alone.
#sky
#rain
#storm
#morning
#nature
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Thunderstruck
Thame and sage oracle feed
Heroin plasma wanted for life
Underground party the Lord
Neurones vacant for transistor
D day we are prepared
Ecstacy while thunder strikes you
Renegade master find me
Sex on the beach
Time to rock
Rain and storm
Ulogy
Cocaine fever
Killers and murder
The end
Heroin plasma wanted for life
Underground party the Lord
Neurones vacant for transistor
D day we are prepared
Ecstacy while thunder strikes you
Renegade master find me
Sex on the beach
Time to rock
Rain and storm
Ulogy
Cocaine fever
Killers and murder
The end
#happiness
#storm
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raindrops
raindrops kiss gently
with each return
from a darkened shroud.
their music soothing,
each drop
a precious moment.
serenity falling,
watch each drop
finish its dance.
with each return
from a darkened shroud.
their music soothing,
each drop
a precious moment.
serenity falling,
watch each drop
finish its dance.
#sky
#clouds
#rain
#storm
#wind
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the storm
wind and rain were hurling their utmost at the windows and the door was
almost broken, but not quite, he told himself, I’m stronger than that ..
almost broken, but not quite, he told himself, I’m stronger than that ..
#storm
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