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Poem Details | by Charlie Smith |
Categories: inspirational, love,

Pardon From The Storm

Take my heart and carry me to where all dreams are born. Into loves arms, oh such a place that's always safe and warm. Away from such deceitful lairs where blackened virtues swarm. into a light where peace must shine and grants us pardon from a storm. High above the mountain tops or low as low can be. Makes no difference where we are a wondrous lyric calls to me. Singing of your splendor like a miracle performed. I'll stay with you to find the port that grants us pardon from a storm. POTD 03/03/2018

Poem Details | by Gregory R Barden |
Categories: bereavement, goodbye, soulmate, storm, true love,

Summer Rain

I wade into the surf and stand alone,

     Enfolding in my arms, the dust of You,

               I hear the raving wind lament and moan,

          As if the summer storm is mourning, too..

I breathe your wispy ashes as they're thrown,

     And whisper your name softly while I do,

               I lost you once, and now I've lost again..

          As all my tears are summer rain.

Poem Details | by Mike Gentile |
Categories: love, passion, storm, summer,

A Symphony of Summer

A symphony of summer is the storm
It underscores the reasons why we love
Dramatic in refusal to conform
As passion is composed from up above
Crescendo moments irrespective of
A maestro who just will not understand
That love is love is love is love is love
As thunder claps with rain at our command
To bless our harmony and hate to not withstand

Poem Details | by Mary Oliver Rotman |
Categories: cat, deep, depression, dog, emotions, funny, love, music, sad, son, storm,

Randomlings 1-34

Randomling 1:  Matthew Macfadyen

I believe I'm in love with Matthew Macfadyen
He inspires in me a terribly bad yen
But as poetry goes
His name 'spires woes
Cause nothing rhymes with "Macfadyen”.

Randomling 2: Birthday Wishes
For my birthday, I would like a man.
I wonder---can you get one from a can?
Or maybe from a catalog?
Maybe I'll just get a dog.

Randomling 3: Yet Another Cat Poem

toddlers in fur
senior citizens with retractable claws
lions in their own minds
lunch in the minds of dogs.

Randomling 4:  Desert Woes

A sage river in a field of sand:
         so flows hope in a barren land;
                   the crippled heart in prosthetic steel,
                             hacked and scarred, a vulture’s meal.

Randomling 5:  Dark Poetry

Follow poetry to its source;
There find heartbreak and remorse.
Follow poetry to the bitter end,
And there find death, its bosom friend.

Randomling 6: Ode to Bananas

an underappreciated fruit
sentenced to banananality
because yellow is their long suit.

Randomling 7: Untitled  

this heart is closed to deposits.
There's no more room for pain.

Randomling 8: Untitled

My heart is sealed in a cold steel vault,
and I’ve lost the combination.

Randomling 9: Joyce Kilmer 2015

I think that I shall never see
A man as useful as a tree.
One has uses by the score;
The other one is apt to snore.

Randomling 10:  Bedtime Prayers

Now I lay me down to sleep,
A leaden heart is mine to keep.
If I should die before I wake--
Now there’s an offer I’d gladly take  

Randomling 11:  The Devil Wind

Fury with a smoky tail
Eddies of destruction
Deceitful beauty, enchanting danger
Death sporting a makeover

Randomling 12:  A Boy's Best Friend

Your penis—it is not a toy
I told my little son.
O yes it is, he parried me
It's quite my favorite one.

Randomling 13:  Fault Lines

I have a bathroom mirror
that's grown faulty over time.
My reflection is no longer true;
it's developed little lines!

Randomling 14:  Shakespeare 101		

“To be or not to beThat is the question.”
--What question?
THE question!
--Whaddya mean, THE question?
Never mind.																		

Randomling 15: Christmas?

Peace on earth to men of good credit
Who give the gift of corporate profit
in the holy name of commercialism.

Randomling 16:  Musical Believer

Though my conscience sleeps,
wrapped in the Valium of
agnosticism, it awakens to 
the music of Mozart--
once more knowing God
by the sound of His voice.

Randomling 17: Vacuum

I didn't write a poem when you died.
The words would not come.
Perhaps I felt too deeply,
perhaps not enough;
maybe I died too  10/06/01

Randomling 18: Insanity

Insanity is underrated
Its drawbacks,much overstated.
How else to do what you darn well please
And accomplish it with so much ease?

Randomling 19: Dog Day Afternoon

salt, waves, undertow
I don't know what's going
on here, but I'm HAPPY!

Randomling 20: Opposites Attract

i am matter---love, antimatter
never to meet save to explode
i am space, love is time
parallel dimensions never to meet

Randomling 21: Puppy Love

I ride a leaky newspaper raft
Adrift on the linoleum
Anxiously awaiting an
An attack of smelly
squirming happiness
covered in fuzz:
Puppy love.

Randomling 22: Newton's Poultice

Apple falls from tree
Newton (ouch!) takes notice
Comes up with law of gravity
while wearing a poultice
on the solstice

Randomling 23: Ticking

And the clock on the wall kept on ticking
while my life fell apart all around me.
Sweet memories faded to shadow
as my heart fell to pieces inside me.
And the clock on the wall kept on ticking
Relentlessly ticking, ticking
While my life fell apart all around me.

Randomling 24: Untitled

a mosaic assembled from
shimmering, glimmering
tiles of delight and
black-glazed stones of despair
interlocking snowflakes
in seamless beauty

Randomling 25: Seasonal Lament
Daylight shrinks end at both end as summer falls into the arm of winter arm
Randomling 26: Untitled
I didn't want to love you.
Randomling 27: Pills Depression is days and nights curled fetal-like in a dark room, no interest in the world outside, idly wondering if there are enough pills in the bottle to kill you, then thinking it's not worth the effort to find out because you're dead inside already. Randomling 28: Guilt By Association Fresh morning light frames the cat, surrounded by piles of dirt and deceased plants, looking innocent. Randomling 29: Bell the Cat How do you give a cat a bath? Maybe you can do the math. All I know is she stinks to high heaven. And of us there are only seven. How many humans to bathe a cat? Definitely more than where we're at! Randomling 30: Muse
I want to write a poem using the word gossamer. “Gossamer.”
Randomling 31: Ripples
Canoes rock gently under the waxing moon. Black water ripples, painting a beautiful scene under the scented pines.
Randomling 32: Sunshine Waterfall I cleanse my face in a sunshine waterfall, luxuriate in a sunshine shower. Waterfall flow and warm me; sprinkle lemon drops through my hair. Randomling 33: Salon Treatment Hurricanes scour everything they touch, then rinse and blow dry. Randomling 34: My Window Blue sky pokes its face through the canopy of trees. Heat wave is over!

Poem Details | by Tim Smith |
Categories: longing, love, storm,

Powerful Storm

Drenching rains, no shape nor form
Howling winds, skies midnight black
Lightning striking, a powerful storm
Our little haven, now under attack

Plans for our moonlit stroll are dashed
No lights, no music, just you and me
Squeezing me tighter with every flash
Letting our two longing hearts be free

Waiting out the storm, we cuddle by the fire
Enjoying the crackling embers until it's done 
Soft touches, slow kisses, both showing desire
Two kindred spirits, coming together as one

Poem Details | by Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser |
Categories: environment, love, natural disasters, nature, rain, storm,


AMIDST POUNDS OF FORCE and FURY Conscious cold clouds sweeping, killing softly the suns bright, romancing evocatively with the winds, aghast it blows! Blows! Gray to black are the skies shadowsShafts of light longer, they tantalize in between blows joined clear by a decibel bang! Frightened golden grains for harvest, helpless! They bend down and so are the piteous bushes, unashamed, waving their arms as if crying out for immediate rescue but no one is there... Drops to dagger liquid sequins fall heavily unto them nonstop. Amidst pounds of force and fury from the natural forces, I, glad to be cocooned by the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest. Wrapped tight to his arms, my heart is soaking with contentment, his drizzling caresses flood my nerves, I am all giddy inside... ________________________________________________________________ ***Picture #2 6:00 pm, November 19, 2015

Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: beauty, courage, devotion, dream, friendship, love, storm,

Deeply Hurt Love

Feet not up yet dreaming looking into the deep distant horizon screams
need to take turf in remembering howls across oceans mourning dream special wish

You would want a good fire tonight for sure ice stormy fierce cold cutting
out walking giant waves hitting of the shore thundering pounds lashing clash 

Today the wind fairly woke me up piercing wide eye opening vision
Then when I got home just felt ten years younger alive again one storm

Now that's a good omen laughing to myself carries one to the high Heavens
Must be the salted spray love mixed with sea mist smashes you to the ground love

New therapy go out to the sea front as gales howling with angry force break news
blowing giant waves crashing heavy of cliffs thundering roars echoes inside sad 

Wind spitting sea salt sand peppering the face in your hardened heart
hate remains your driving engine unforgiving hung up on the past 

Poem Details | by Chris Boskovski |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, care, day, dedication, desire, devotion, feelings, first love, for her, garden, girl, god, happiness, happy, heart, how i feel, i love you, light, love, miracle, moon, morning, night, paradise, poetry, power, red, romance, romantic, rose, sky, smile, storm, summer, sun, truth, uplifting, wisdom, woman,

Pursue Love

Pursue love,
the love that has no meaning,
the silver ports of the moon,
shine so bright,
that it blinds you in the twilight
she is beautiful and she is divine
she is the song sang by the sweet nightingales
in the gardens of worthy, overgrowning and blooming roses,
like wildfire grow tall and the thornes of the vines
tangle around her feet and drag her ever so slightly
throughout the garden of beauty.
As the roses lay along a table,
as she sits at the table
and she waits for me, the wordman
to come to the dinner table at the stroke of nine
and sit with her,
start a scene or two of romantic setting,
to pursue love in her name.
Love is around us,
the candlelight shines and reflects in her silk hair,
as her evening dress glitters and shines
and her bossom shows itself in the nightsky
as we lay together,
we pursue a dream together,
forever we live together forever,
as we stand upon the belcony of Romeo and Juliet's love scene
we swim in a pool of sweet divine care and love,
we swallow grapes and drink wine
hand and hand on Persian rugs and virgin white cloth sheets,
we dance to a simple, yet sweet Chopin's masterpiece
of his beautiful nocturnes,
which make such a sweet and romantic song in our heads.

We stomp out the flames
as we dance the night away,
and you lay in my arms,
and I kiss you upon your lovely head,
and you hold my hand,
and I hold you tight
never thinking of letting your love go away from me,
I would take my own life,
before I lose your love.
See us together,
it is a painting that lasts lifetimes,
that needs no touch-ups.
I care for you and love you!
Love me, I know you will.

My sweet and loving portrait lady,
who in reality is more beautiful than a fully bloomed rose
that sits on its green stem,
in the garden of beauty that sits outside my window.
Come up to my chambers
as I picked roses for you and pettles litter the atmosphere
as love's tension grows
and suspence brings us together,
let us make love tonight
seal the passion
and pursue love once and for all.

Then shall we wake with the first rays of the blazing of the morning sun,
I shall wake next to your beauty and glory,
and I shall point my attention to the heavens
and thank the Gods for sending you on the open road,
toward my chamber door, I call my heart.
Then we shall dress, and walk the pathways
in the garden of beauty
and I shall pick a bauquet of roses
and we shall sit by the lake and pursue our love
for one another
and nothing, not one earthquake shall shake us apart.


Poem Details | by Sandra Haight |
Categories: love, peace, storm, sunshine,

Atmospheric Pressure

Storm clouds gathered in the skies Swirling angrily and anxious For the war Brewing somber colors Not swept away by the mighty wind. Finally, holding off no longer, They exploded in a crash of thunder As lightning lashed out in pain. The tension was relieved While the torrential downpour flowed Like an avalanche of tears, And washed the dusty air. Then, as if by magic, When the last drop of rain was shed, The aurora of sun embraced the sky And kissed it softly with a rainbow To fade the ashen gloom. As my tears dissolve our storm Hug me with your sunshine Of understanding love And let the rainbow of our kiss Paint away the hurt. Sandra MHaight ~7th Place~ Contest: Sunshine and Showers Sponsor: Robert Haigh Judged: 02/23/2018 ~6th Place~ Premiere Contest: A Natural Metaphor Sponsor: Jamie Pan Judged: 01/24/2017 ~3rd Place~ Contest: Rain Sponsor: Silent One Judged: 12/23/2015 ~5th Place~ Contest: Aurora and Avalanche Sponsor: Anthony Slausen Judged: 04/27/2015

Poem Details | by Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser |
Categories: imagery, inspiration, life, love, stars, storm, sweet,


CITADEL AND CONSTELLATIONS The green leaves in rugged moans; The tall bushes in rumbling groans; The roofs train creaks-- their fugue blow cobwebs hugging branches below, such are precursors inviting darkness lair for stormy clouds before crowd the days. Yellow horizon seem unreachable honey as in my life's ocean, balloon billows I bear. I-- surged in every swell to skirt yet still lashing waves dashed pushing me sometimes to despair. Again, cataclysm walk unheralded casting loose my arms lift upon the glimmer of silver lining from afar somber shadows enshrouded me in a mist of struggles. Ounce of strength I have, I try to juggle and juggle yet, curses fell from hearts and lips parched of love. All these came, one and all -- the flowing light has flickered flash and gone but beyond all these you stood -- my sentinel... You hushed the bad constellations hanging 'round my world like a lighthouse guiding a lost ship to his home. Yes! You are my beacon, a promontory amidst cyclic onslaught brambles and chameleons, a rock to cling in the wind's creeping fury, Staunch and firm, my ñhero fighting the torrential cascade of tirades and reproaches: MY CITADEL _____________________________________________________________________ ***Sponsor Shadow Hamilton Contest Name Your Favourite Old Poem #2 ++Placed 2nd++ ***Sponsor Justin Bordner Contest Name How You Make The Stars Hush ++Placed2nd++ ©O.EGuillermo 06:37 pm, February 24, 2015

Poem Details | by cherl dunn |
Categories: adventure, devotion, fantasy, heartbreak, inspirational, love, passion,


At the center of the hurricane blast, within the lightning
Flash lies the wicked eye of the calming storm, a weeping
Echoing of a widow maker’s somber moment, stilled by
Frozen remembrance lost beneath the traitorous waves
Of a broken heart!
Lantern lights cast an eerie shadow across the desolate
Sand dunes, in silences isolation this prisoner of passions
Tempest refuses to admit loves vanquished flame, yelling
Against the howling storms hellish rage, I’ll not give him up,
You’ll not taketh my beloved’s spirit away!
Rolling is the tides of forget-me-knots folly, a crushed
Rose crumpling beneath the harsh torrents lash! 
Rushing at accelerations cyclone speed the clouds
Of destructions malice, charge at she, yet loves
Devotional stands strong, held by the anchor rooted
Within cherishes everlasting spiritual longing!
The grappling fingers of an angry aquatic under sea lord,
Thrashes unmerciful at the rocky edges of death’s
Blackened hand slamming, hammering against destiny’s
Grave stone of reality’s forsaken!
The lanterns light flickers for a seconds hushed pause, 
Here in that momentary lull passion faces vengeance,
In a war of the faded roses, no one wins except the
Tears of the storm!
Bitter flowery petals cling onto the rocks of desires
Sheltering cove beyond, as two faded shades
Silhouettes meet amongst the waves of the vanquished!
But in loves torrential rain united, no power on earth
Or in hell’s feverish pitch, shall separate these spirits forever Bound within the human heart, for true love concurs 


Poem Details | by Robert Lindley |
Categories: art, conflict, crush, dark, lost love, memory, symbolism,

I Remember Fierce Storm That Blew My Life Apart

I Remember Fierce Storm That Blew My Life Apart

I remember fierce storm that blew my life away.
Images burned into a sad, finely tortured mind;
reminds me of that epic and dark fateful day,
tears falling down but no good answers could I find.

So in love with my sweetheart but soon hope gave way,
when drug induced Nirvana flew into our home.
Easy now to see it in slow motion replay,
when I groped in darkness wherever I dared roam.

Raging clouds gathered within the uncertain West
as thunder spilled over into each haunting hour.
No joy in simply knowing that I did my best,
while I saw the destruction of my wild flower!

I remember fierce storm that blew my life apart.
Its massive crushing winds destroyed my aching heart.

Robert JLindley, 1-11-2016

Form- Sonnet, I used 12 syllables instead of ten.

Syllables Per Line:	
12 12 12 12 0 12 12 12 12 0 12 12 12 12 0 12 12
Total # Syllables:	168
Total # Lines:	17  (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically:	 
Total # Words:	124

Poem Details | by jay del fierro |
Categories: love, nature, peace

U-R the calm to my storm...

Unrest is the tempestous,
world seems out of favor...
malignant beseem the superflous,
sour,ill-tempered neighbors...
The grass is always greener,
at your side of our choosing...
you've made me a believer,
love's hallmark unites fusing...
You are,
The soft to my hard
a sheath for my sword,
like whisperings of a bard
you are the calm to my storm....

Poem Details | by Robert Lindley |
Categories: break up, conflict, dark, dedication, imagery, lost love, passion,

A Storm, A Tempest And A Hope

A Storm, A Tempest And A Hope

Remorse hangs like dark and bitter fruit
A tragic voyage far off the right course
Cuts to the mind with an evil root
Blood-lust still in the crying remorse
A shot into this darkened lost world
Future clouded in a racing mist
A boulder into a grave now hurled
More pains added to the emerging list
Volley blasted to summon a darker Fate
Deep bath in seething, rich hate!

Ship sent to give a last chance
Treasure laid for the roving eye to see
Nights promised with engulfing romance
Endless pleasures from our loving tree

Then the shadow raced into a new sight
Trumpet sounded to eat away your face
Darkness soon ate away the splendid light
Revealing my saddened soul in its deep disgrace!

No stars shine upon this torture heart
The world shudders without you in my life
We die a thousand deaths when we are apart
You my love were to be my eternal wife!

Now time eats into the void of our loss
As our future certainty is a great unknown
On this stormy sea, swells give us a toss
Where such dark evil plans are blown

Pray for mercy to be downward cast
A miracle to be given and sent
If our love was ever meant to last
The Light must return and give blessed consent!

Robert JLindley, 07-16-2015

This was originally written decades ago, but after having rewritten it twice as it is now presented here -I'll just leave the date as shown from the final rewritten version.

Poem Details | by steven cooke |
Categories: lost love, dream, dream, love, , sweet love,

Lovers of the Storm

Old Friends that say hello
Who share a secret memory?
Away from the road now travelled
For in her eyes their secret hides
Betrayed by the glint of a held back tear
Of a love that could never be
A love that trembled the senses
And in a stolen moment, over a bottle of wine
 The dream runs free
Dissolving the relationships of reality
For deep within my soul
A world with an incorruptible sky
Plays host to a lovers imagination
 Where the electricity from your touch
Gives birth to the storm
Your passion fuelling the Hurricane
Within me
And in the eye of the storm
 Time stands still, 
And my love cradles your soul
Hoping for another chance
And as I fall back to reality
 In the dying wind I can hear your heart
A whispered beat that calls my name

But your Romeo always knew
That dreams were all we had
This Love was always just out of reach
And now I am left to dream of yesterday
Lost in a bottle of wine
Yet I still hear your thoughts 
Though life has abandoned me
O my sweet, sweet love
Your love will always be there
 And this dreamer who dreams of you
 Will always be here.
Longing for another Storm

Poem Details | by Tim Smith |
Categories: love, storm,

Far Away Rain

Subtle thoughts of yesterday rumble
in every dancing bolt of energy
across the sacrificial sky

Tepid droplets of moisture awaken
senses once lost and lonely
seeking to breathe another day

Thunder rings loudly 
(or is that your heart?)
in a far away cloud
calling out my name

Water falling down  gently
eyes and hands wide open
catching every part of you

Poem Details | by Lin Lane |
Categories: lost love, rain, rose, storm,


Tattered Petals: Wounded Heart

Tattered on the garden path are petals
from roses, beheaded by Summer rain
when storm clouds emptied their brimming kettles

In the garden, my tender blooms were slain
Raindrops cut them like needle sharp nettles
I viewed the masacre with grim disdain

Thunder bellowed a victorious roar
Baneful Summer rains continued to pour

                       ~ ~ ~

My tears fell like rose petals to the ground
Recalling a rain storm of years ago
When lightning struck my heart with force profound

Summer's rain became a fierce Winter snow
a blizzard of barbed words ran love aground
It died like roses from rain's pelting blow

Tattered were petals; wounded was my heart
From lashing torrents that ripped us apart

        August 21, 2017    
 Spring Rain Storm Contest 
sponsoredby Dale GCozart 

Poem Details | by Ruby Honeytip |
Categories: boyfriend, happy, love, rain, romantic, me,

After The Storm

I watch from my bed as the wind howls, 
Twisting the trees into unnatural shapes.
Too much water falls from the sky, 
And cascades over swollen gutters,
To surround my house,
In a waterfall veil.
The wind howls and screams, 
As it forces it's way,
Through tiny spaces in my window panes.
Mayhem is outside my window.
And I am warm and safe
Thinking of you
With a smile on my face.
Nothing can take away
That I am loved by this man
With his song in my heart
He pulls me in tighter
As if to protect me with his words
And I am as filled with calm
As tomorrows sky.

I am in love.

© 2013 
Ruby Honeytip

Poem Details | by Winged Warrior |
Categories: loneliness, lost love, storm,

Torrential Tears

Torrential Tears Lost in a cyclone Abandoned I storm alone Torrential tears roam. Sept.01.2017 Senryu on Sadness Sponsored by: Laura Loo

Poem Details | by Annabelle Jane |
Categories: love, rain, storm, weather,


I slept all day and woke to the rain,
With the low purr of thunder rolling around my temples.
Through my open window rose, darkly, the scent of the earth,
Cool, ripe, metallic,
Revived by the unforecast shower.

I waited, the airless gap stretching wider,
Time stepping, achingly, forwards,
Slicing away second upon second,
Until, finally, the clouds sparked with great forks of lavender light
Which, with all their majesty, faded as quickly as they had come.

It has rained for many hours now.
The sky demands we witness her.

Poem Details | by Violetta Love |
Categories: beautiful, confusion, crush, for him, heart, love, romantic,

Brain Storm

Clouding my thoughts
you drive my imagination wild 
I guess you could say you give me "wild thoughts"
I'm trying to pull myself out of this whirlwind of bliss.
It's great but I must get back to reality.
i'm Dorthy and you're my Oz.
you're the kerosene that fuels my fire
and this is way too hot to handle
I'm living in a sea of emotion and I know i'm gonna drown
I do this all time, when am I going to learn?
I wish i could calm this storm in my brain
I feel it will make me insane, and you already drive me crazy

Poem Details | by Maryann Green |
Categories: confusion, emotions, feelings, humanity, sad love, storm, water,

No one notices

Her heaven will be a love without betrayal
Reality is an ugly, misused state
Of which the world should have never been

Around and around we go
Day in until our final day out

It rains the tears have mixed
So this wetness of my face you cannot tell 
Which is which

As I walk through a crowd of busy people wielding cell phones and umbrellas
I am all alone
No one sees me, really sees me or notices
Until I'm gone

Poem Details | by Gershon Wolf |
Categories: angel, love, music, rain, storm,

Rain's Harp

Massaging the strings as droplets alight
Dewy nectar of the rainbow's sunlight
Angels' songs take wing -- faithfully
On earth mortals dance - in harmony

Harp notes tremble in graceful time
Arpeggios crescendo to nature's rhyme
Whilst the tempest gathers force high above
Toward its climax ~ a downpour of love

Poem Details | by Izzy Mckenty |
Categories: abuse, allegory, betrayal, boy, drink, romantic love, woman,

Storm water

Hardness softens under serpents eyes of gold.
Concrete becomes her;
Crystallising lakes of,
Oceans of,

What may we envelop with our softness
When our branches cannot reach the sky
For fear of an axeman’s careless wielding.

I will be hurt.

My iron will shatter into feathers, falling as crescent moons in a breeze,
Before I chance to dent you with 
The knife edge of my tongue

You believe in my horizon
My sinking sunbeams throw out shades of golden reds and bloody orange
The belly of the beast; illusion under seas that hath no space nor space constraint

In my drowning sun you see a female devil,
Residing in her lair of fire.
You see her sleeping,
Beneath a stage of watery glass.

She is not retiring.
She is halving,
From the final throws of her fire,
That you drank like drops of sugar

How much can you see?
A steely serpent drinking from versuvius in drunken sin.
When snakes wake from their poisoned mist
are they clear enough to see that their volcano-
Is a puddle from a broken tap,
Warm from the burning reflected in your gaze.

I feel myself drip like storm water,
Hiding under tarmac from the thunder

Poem Details | by Darian Rehder |
Categories: angst, beautiful, beauty, child, cry, dad, daughter, death, family, father, father daughter, fathers day, feelings, girl, growing up, how i feel, i love you, leaving, life, light, loneliness, lonely, longing, loss, lost, lost love, love, parents, pride, rainbow, social, sorrow, storm, strength, success, suicide, symbolism, sympathy, teen, time, today, tribute, trust, truth, youth,

Love, Death, and Rebirth

The signs started in December
When she started waking up in tears each night
She was a normal girl with dark brown hair and darker brown eyes
She had plenty of friends and a loving family with just one thing missing
Her father

Days passed by and turned into weeks but only felt like a few seconds
Her life just whizzed by faster and faster until it was just a whirr in front of her eyes
Darkness filtered into her heart and mind until she didn't know if she could go on
But she had toShe couldn't let her mother and her sister drown in this same pain
She wouldn't let them.

She pushed all the darkness into the depths of her own heart
In hopes to save the hearts of the two people she had left
Because what else was there to live for now?
The rest of her world had crashed and her mother and sister was all that was left 
She wouldn't let them drown in pain too

She watched as they started to heal in her loving arms
Their hearts started to lighten up once more
But hers was just as dark as it was before 
And growing darker day by day 
But she wouldn't let that stop her

Suddenly a year had passed..and then two 
It only seemed like seconds to her but everyone else started moving on
Her mother and sister no longer needed her nurturing care
But she needed someone to hold on to

With nothing left for her to take control of, the dark pushed past her boundries 
It found a way into her soul
Until all she could see was dark and no light 
But her mother and sister were healed now
They didn't understand

The tears came back and engulfed her soul
Bit by bit until she wasn't sure why she was still alive
The grief took over like knives 
Piercing her skin over and over and over
It hurt so much.

She started to wonder what it'd look like to be dead
She could see him again if she was
Wouldn't it be so much easier than having to endure this pain?
Wouldn't it be so much easier than having to live knowing she'd never see him again?
It would.

So she started to hate herself
All that negative energy was starting to take toll
Everyone around her was breathing while she suffocated more and more by the second
She wished she'd just choke already instead of living in constant pain
If no one would put her out of her misery, she'd have to do it herself

She couldn't see any light anymore
So she grabbed the pill bottle off the shelf and just hoped it wouldn't take long to die
Deep down she still had a spark of light, but she just couldn't find it 
And now it was too late in her mind to change, to turn back and try to look deeper
She was done living.

That's when people started to notice that everything wasn't as peaceful as it seemed
They started to see how deeply depressed she had become
They wanted to help her see the light again before it was too late 
So they sent her away to see doctors and to take pills to make everything better
It was a start.

She didn't see a change at first but suddenly she could think clearly
Maybe what they were doing was actually going to help her see the light again
Yes, she still wanted to die, but maybe that wasn't the only option anymore
They cared,  and behind all their own problems they were trying to understand
They really were trying

Six months longer she would be treated and cared for
Until suddenly she was sent home from her treatment and care with a smile on her face
She had a new perspective
Someone had helped her ignite that spark in her heart until it was a glowing ember
She had been reborn

Sometimes you have to be able to experience the worst of it
To come back shining brighter than before
And if she had died that cold day in October, she wouldn't of ever seen the best of it
Or known that it would get better
and it did!

And she now sits at her laptop, with a smile on her face and warmth in her heart
It's never been an easy road and it won't ever be
But at least she knows she's lived through the worst
And it can only get better from here

So whenever she feels lonely or gets back into that dark spot again
She can look back on what she's learned and can read this poem
And remember that she survived the darkest depths of depression
And she will continue to survive it as long as she lives
Because she is stronger now than she ever was before ?

Poem Details | by TIMOTHY CARTER |
Categories: change, character, conflict, confusion, corruption, emotions, evil, fear, feelings, goodbye, heart, how i feel, introspection, judgement, leaving, lost, lost love, me, pain, parody, relationship, remember, sad love, self, slam, spoken word, storm, stress, time, together, truth,


Oh what a mistake I have made,
Traveled so far to end up this way.
  Not in a million years would I have guessed,
That this idea was truly not one of my best.
  Never had  known things had changed so much,
We for sure had fallen so far out of touch.
  So many different do's , don't , and bewares,
Actually has left me absolutely  scared.
  What a fool I was to ever believe,
That she would ever be in love with me.
  At my age you would think I know better,
You can trust this will be remembered forever.
  Oh what a terrible mistake I have made,
Wanting all these memories to just fade away.

Poem Details | by shadab shaikh |
Categories: beautiful, blue, care, caregiving, crazy, dark, desire, dream, emotions, fantasy, feelings, fire, first love, flower, forgiveness, freedom, friendship, future, giving, god, happiness, how i feel, i love you, imagination, innocence, kiss, longing, philosophy, romance, romantic, senses, sexy, sin, storm, strength, sweet, thanks, together, trust, truth, urban, visionary, weather, wind, wisdom, youth,


Oblivion mind,
wandering in thoughts.
Idiotic smile,
promises and hopes.
Hand in hand,
tumbling on slopes.
This is love

Running away from this world.
Warm bodies sliding in sheets,
to find another world.
Burning in cold flames.
No games
This is love

Poem Details | by kj force |
Categories: beautiful, beauty, best friend, bird, butterfly, childhood, day, earth, faith, feelings, first love, friendship, garden, happiness, humor, imagination, innocence, inspiration, joy, life, love, magic, metaphor, morning, nature, paradise, passion, poems, poetry, rain, rainbow, relationship, romance, seasons, senses, sky, snow, spiritual, spring, storm, summer, sweet, time, today, together, tree, uplifting, water, weather, wind, winter, wisdom, world,


Standing out in a field alone, a little white flower named Daisy longed for someone to share her world.
One day a blue flower named Bachelor Button entered her world they became friends.
 She knew by his name that he was not the propagating kind, but that didn’t stop their relationship she called him BB short for best bud.
The seasons of Spring & Summer they enjoyed the sun, laughed in the rain and held on fast in the Fall.
Winter came it was long and hard they were both covered in a blanket of snow, not knowing whether they would ever see each other again or even surviveThe snow fell     then came the ice, this went on for months.

The Sun shone brightly the first day of springA few days later warmth of the sun melted the snow, Daisy popped up
 I’ve been waiting days for you to come out, said BB, they both chanted hooray!
The snow was completely gone in a few days, the birds started building their nests , bugs were crawling around ,butterflies began to visit the two flowersI wish there were more of us Daisy said, to BB.

They laughed as the sun and wind blew through their leaves Then it started the sun and rain took turns until one morning the air & field was filled with the smell of flowers.
Daisy and BB looked at each other and asked what kind of flowers are these ? they’re not white like daisies they’re not blue like bachelor buttonsThey did not know the birds and bugs carried the seeds from the two of them and the caterpillars buried them under the soil.
The seeds from the new flowers were then carried by the winds many miles away, they landed in fertilized gardens and flourished, although they faced danger everyday
as they were called WEEDS.
 The Gardener pulls weeds out of the garden so they don’t choke the flowers, which cost a lot of money and require lots of maintenance.

However there was a Gardener who saw her friends spending hours weeding their garden , that they didn’t have enough time to admire and enjoy the labors of their love
So she set out to give a home to all the weeds ,she provided a place where they could fit in and multiply, they required no maintenance, rain provides their water

The best part of all is their beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
 Ask my granddaughter-- What are those flowers in the garden ?
  She will answer "WILDFLOWERS " their parents were Daisy and BB

Poem Details | by A.O. Taner |
Categories: anxiety, appreciation, beautiful, beauty, character, confidence, culture, dark, fantasy, fear, feelings, forgiveness, happiness, happy, hope, i am, i love you, i miss you, jealousy, joy, life, loneliness, lost love, love, meaningful, miss you, motivation, peace, people, philosophy, prejudice, rain, romance, romantic, sad love, satire, smart, sometimes, storm, strength, symbolism, together, true love, uplifting, weather, wind, wisdom, world,


On that same afternoon 
in a commune not too far away, 
hope got caught while 
stealing from the market of desires; 
luck got expelled for
cheating on the bonus questions;
love, on the other hand, turned into 
rain and escaped the cloud 
of acquired fears

Poem Details | by cherl dunn |
Categories: boat, devotion, feelings, friendship, love, spiritual, storm,


Let the storms of rage pace us by my friends, for we have our islands
Of friendships resting in calmer waters, shelter coves of treasures devotions
Never to be rocked away, or relinquished!
Admits tidal shifting, know I’m always beside thee no matter what quaking
Takes place, the heart rheum of cherishment's remains the same pulse beat as mine,
For true sister ship is a binding thread never to be untethered, or unbound!
Behold a quilted tapestry, made from many fabrics of silken materials, emotional
Canvas spread wide to be shared with many souls, and across vast distances,
Beauty beguiling in its depth of structure, and magnificence!
Inspirational muses lighting each other’s way through the darkness of every days,
Tangled mysteries to life, or stressful times, we the anchors firmament to the solid
Ground to realities shores, these soul sisters bounded by loves ties!
Restrictions lightning strikes threshing at us seemingly out of control, the earth
Rattles with the thunderous roar trying to rip us apart, but remember thus
At the heart of this hurricane blast, lies the islands of friendship, the eye of the
Storm remains unshaken, study and firm!
At full sail ships may drift at high tides unpredictable wakes, yet our destinations
Headings remain constant, homeward bound towards the safe harbors of friendships
Cove beyond troubled waters of the haling hellish storm!
If my boat collides against the rocks of injustice, or pains tragedies, I’ll wrap myself beneath
The warmth of my sister ships blanket, for here beneath thy covers layers of loving
I know I’ll be safe, filled with comforts arms enveloping me within mine sisters embrace!
Guiding me do these bright stars, maps of the timeless brilliance shimmering
Within my inner being, each a unique personage that means so much to me,
Lost amongst a universal black hole, by these flickering lights I alone know my way,
For in truth I’m not alone for these mine sisters led me ever onwards!
Knocked to my knees unable to walk, or reverse my sails, their winds guide 
My ship, and lift me upwards by words of encouragement, prayer and thoughts
Of strengths resolve!
Blazing comets zoom passed me above, leaving me awe struck and shivering
Like a child left in the dark, but these many hands of deliverance reach out
Within this black pit of darkness lightning my way, and place these unsteady
Feet on hard earth once more!
Circle to the cross stitching, then pulled tightly behold a rose stitching of
Perfections grace, each threaded strain representing a sisters offering
Within the sails of my life, what a beauty canvas to glaze upon at twilights
Horizon sunset, it fills me with joy, hope and peace!
Do angels exist yes, I believe in them for within my treasure chest of
Friendship are wings of ivory sister ship, and petals of rose emotions,
Behold a true heart shaped box of wondrous miracles, my soul sisters whom are
The islands of shelter within my life storm!