Poems I Wrote

Storm

Storm

As the sun passes by

As the heavens begin to cry

As the dark becomes the sky

As they sing a haunted lullaby.

Clouds of grey would cover above

Like a foolish man blinded by love

Light shall flash and thunder shall roll

Dryness shall disperse as the silver raindrops fall.

A storm shall arrive; it will come to clean up the earth

Like the tears from our eyes washing the sight of painful dirt

Water pours, comes the season of rebirth

New life will bloom and death will convert.

Like our tribulations the storm will come

Like life’s test it will soon be done

Inevitable happens and it will soon be gone

Light will guide us so we shall follow it as one.

Like in the seasons, winter is death

Every plant dies in its cruel, cold breath

In every situation, hope is not a myth

 Hope is the colour we search just like a Christmas wreath.

After winter, spring will eventually take over

After a storm, the sun will eventually rise higher

After a problem, a solution will become clearer

And after every trial, we will become stronger.