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50 Best Poems about Storms to Feel the Violent and Extreme Weather

In this post, we will share with you some of the best poems about storms. Weather is a recurring motif in poetry, and not just pleasant weather, but also severe and terrible weather.

Storms, lightning, and thundering have inspired a number of poems, as this collection of poems about storms seeks to demonstrate. A storm is made up of everything turbulent and hazardous, and it uproots everything in its path.

A storm is sometimes important because it may eliminate what has been accumulating in terms of toxicity. Only after the storm passes, does everything calm down. This is what the majority of poems about storms tell us.

Even if you believe that the storm has stolen it all from you, understand that the rainbow will appear as a symbol of clear weather and good times ahead. And the storm will subside no matter what.

We realize that it is often easier said than done, which is why we have compiled a particular selection of motivational thunderstorm poems to serve as a reminder there is always a bright spot around the corner.

Best Poems about Storms

Entering a storm and fighting it with courage is what defines a person’s strength and motives. Check out the best poems about storms to stay motivated all the time. ‎

1. Storms

       by Chubbie Bunny

Dark clouds roll in over the calm waters
Winds howl and signs tilt and totter
As I sit and watch the big storm roll in

Waves crash hard onto the sandy beaches
Bright lights strike fast on the water it reaches
As I sit and watch the big storm begin

From the black sky, mounds of rain start to pour
And boom crashes fill the open shore
As I sit and watch the big storm hit peak

Lights begin to dim, thunder grows quiet
As nature starts to storms the storms riot
As I sit and watch the big storm grow weak

The seas calm and the black clouds disappear
A sight of beauty to all who are near
As I sit and view the storms creation

2. Storms

       by Elizabeth Fruin

I’m sleeping through storms
cause I don’t want to see the thunder
I’m sleeping through storms
cause I don’t want to have to wonder

I sleeping through storms
cause I don’t want to feel the rain drops
I’m sleeping through storms
cause I don’t want to be there when my bubble pops

I’m sleeping through storms
cause I don’t want to see the floods
I’m sleeping through storms
cause I want to wake up to the rose buds

I’m sleeping through storms
cause I want to see the blue skies
I’m sleeping through storms
cause I don’t want to hear these lies

I’m sleeping through storms
cause I don’t want to feel anything
I’m sleeping through storms
cause I can’t bear to hear one more tragic thing

I’m sleeping through storms
to leave the past behind
I’m sleeping through storms
Hoping that my mind will rewind

3. Storm Alert

       by Preservation man

I remember a song stating, “Don’t be afraid of the storm, but hold your head high”
You questioned me about my own storms
I fell down, but got up
I then walked on

Faith surrounded me
My arms were raised in praise
I knew it was God’s amaze
Yet you kept questioning me again about my storms
But do you even know what your storms were in your life?

A storm can be devastating, but also a learning experience through one’s living
Faith is the answer and behind it is the Lord in don’t be alarmed
Lightning is the advice
Rain becomes the many showering blessings

The wind is comfort in being at ease
Hail is the battle, but victory comes from on high
Praying that sustains into Lord help me please
The storm is a reminder, the Lord being the Great I Am

Storms are struggles that everyone must go through
It’s asking for guidance in how to pursue
Storms help one understand
One must be able to stand and face the storms approachable

As my Deceased Grandmother would often say, “We will understand after while”
Storms are turbulence between your mind and soul
Yet the same storms can also be rewards

Blessings unmeasurable
Eye on the skies and being wise
Storms being the norm
Storms surround our lives all about
Don’t be alarmed, the storms won’t harm

4. Storms come, Storms go

       by Ignatius Hosiana

yes, I’ve seen heavy blankets of clouds cast above
thick clouds of despair, thicker than I deserve
Yes, I’ve been through such perilous storms
handed roses with less petals than thorns

Yes, I’ve walked journeys that never end
written a million letters and never send
yes, I’ve sunk in abysmal doldrums before
been through **** more impure than iron ore

but I never let that past be my definition
I let go of the anchors and put up the sail
a happy future as my motivation and destination
and no matter how many times I’ll fail

I’ll never stop trying to get there…
storms come, storms go

5. Storms and Stars

       by Anonymous

You can’t keep Storms
and Stars apart.
They’re inseparable,
joined together.

You always have both,
you can’t have just one.
Bound together,
sealed forever.

The bond they have
can never break.
With Storms there are Stars,
with Stars there are Storms.

There’s always both,
two, not one.
Never alone,
for they have each other.

You can’t keep Storms
and Stars apart.
Whatever it takes,
they’ll be together.

Storms and Stars are always together.

6. Pardon from the Storm

       by Charlie Smith

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 call 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.

7. Storms

       by Neva Flores Varga Smith

A lonesome figure stood upon the crashing waves
Extended arms to the darkest skies
Screaming out her fury at the heavens above
For the bitter storms she had survived

Tears streamed from weary eyes so tired of battle
Small shoulders shook in agony
Cursing the very things that made her stronger
As this, she could not see

Why me? She moaned and wailed in a mournful tone
Hot fear still gripping her heart
While forgetting that she was alive and well to cry
The most incredibly, important part

Those bitter storms will come and they will pass
They will never stay too long
Remember when you are screaming out in fury
It is The Storms that make you strong

8. Above the Storms

       by John Stevens

The storms are pounding
Destruction is rampant
No end seems in sight.
The day is endless
The night never ending
Will it ever, ever be right?

Lightning crashes
Winds are swirling
Torrents of water fall down.
The earth is shaking
The shelter is breaking
Thunderous sound resounds.

Above the storm
the Calm prevails
Overlooking the turmoil below.
Awaiting the return
of order again
That Peace and Calm bestow.

Then it is over…

No more pounding
Silence, beautiful silence
Comes whispering in the ears.
The Earth becomes firm
The Sun is still shining
It dries up all the tears.

Through the debris
New hopes arise
Covering the scars below.
Growing stronger, stronger
As strength rebounds
Renewed by the seeds we sow.

Repairing the damage
Replacing the lost
Moving forward with or without.
Finding Hope in the future
as Faith reaches upward
Redeeming Love without a doubt.

When the storms of life
Cause turmoil and strife,
The Son dries all my tears.
When all seemed lost
I counted the cost
Turned over all my fears.

I am surviving.
I am stronger still.

9. A Friend in Deed

       by John Gondolf

When darkness spreads across the land,
and storm clouds form above;
a friend will be there, outstretched hand,
and offer you, their love.

They stand beside you through the dark,
and always without strings,
to help you make it ‘round the mark;
the wind beneath your wings.

Whenever doubt forms in my mind
my writing is sub-par;
with your encouragement I find
my muse becomes a star.

10. Storms off the Coast

       by Cj M.

Storms Off the Coast

Winds Blow and tumble me around like tumbleweeds.
I hear the storm coming close as the clouds roll over me, menacing in all aspects.

Thunder crashes all around me, light escaping small gaps through the small cracks in the clouds. I could feel the cool of a hailstorm brewing…
So, I changed my train of thought.

I felt the clouds recede; I felt my mind clear as I frantically searched my brain for things to think of besides.
But they came back.

Again, I felt the clouds creeping around me as another stress infiltrated my mind. I could feel the cool breath of the wind, but there was something more menacing.

Turning my head around, the clouds change their forms. I become surrounded by dark giants, staring at me, fists clenched ready for war.

The inevitability of the situation hits hard, I can’t stop thinking about it, stresses fog me, stresses that, regardless of how I deal with them, creep closer and closer to me, an unbreathable fog that won’t lift.

I take a breath and succumb to inevitability, arms spread as if to greet it with the warmth of a hug, my mind at peace at last.
It never arrives.

Opening my eyes, I realize that I am alone in a paradise near water. Clear air with a warm sunset and a red sky- this is peace.

Maybe one day I shall know it, maybe one day I shall attain it, but as of now I am fully aware that there is a series of storms brewing, storms I can call mine, storms forming off the coast.

Famous Poems about Storms

Every storm offers us a sign or a clue before it hits us. There is a peacefulness in these indicators at times, and noting them can better prepare one to tackle it with all their strength. This collection of famous poems about storms will make you feel powerful and prepared. ‎

1. A Process in The Weather of The Heart

       by Dylan Thomas

A process in the weather of the heart
Turns damp to dry; the golden shot
Storms in the freezing tomb.
A weather in the quarter of the veins
Turns night to day; blood in their suns
Lights up the living worm.

A process in the eye forwarns
The bones of blindness; and the womb
Drives in a death as life leaks out.

A darkness in the weather of the eye
Is half its light; the fathomed sea
Breaks on unangled land.
The seed that makes a forest of the loin
Forks half its fruit; and half drops down,
Slow in a sleeping wind.

A weather in the flesh and bone
Is damp and dry; the quick and dead
Move like two ghosts before the eye.

A process in the weather of the world
Turns ghost to ghost; each mothered child
Sits in their double shade.
A process blows the moon into the sun,
Pulls down the shabby curtains of the skin;
And the heart gives up its dead.

2. The Loss of Love

       by Countee Cullen

All through an empty place I go,
And find her not in any room;
The candles and the lamps I light
Go down before a wind of gloom.
Thick-spraddled lies the dust about,
A fit, sad place to write her name
Or draw her face the way she looked
That legendary night she came.

The old house crumbles bit by bit;
Each day I hear the ominous thud
That says another rent is there
For winds to pierce and storms to flood.

My orchards groan and sag with fruit;
Where, Indian-wise, the bees go round;
I let it rot upon the bough;
I eat what falls upon the ground.

The heavy cows go laboring
In agony with clotted teats;
My hands are slack; my blood is cold;
I marvel that my heart still beats.

I have no will to weep or sing,
No least desire to pray or curse;
The loss of love is a terrible thing;
They lie who say that death is worse.

3. I Am Waiting

       by Lawrence Ferlinghetti

I am waiting for my case to come up
and I am waiting
for a rebirth of wonder
and I am waiting

for someone to really discover America
and wail
and I am waiting
for the discovery

of a new symbolic western frontier
and I am waiting
for the American Eagle
to really spread its wings

and straighten up and fly right
and I am waiting
for the Age of Anxiety
to drop dead
and I am waiting
for the war to be fought

which will make the world safe
for anarchy
and I am waiting
for the final withering away
of all governments
and I am perpetually awaiting
a rebirth of wonder

I am waiting for the Second Coming
and I am waiting
for a religious revival
to sweep through the state of Arizona
and I am waiting

for the Grapes of Wrath to be stored
and I am waiting
for them to prove
that God is really American
and I am waiting

to see God on television
piped’ onto church altars
if only they can find
the right channel
to tune in on

and I am waiting
for the Last Supper to be served again
with a strange new appetizer
and I am perpetually awaiting
a rebirth of wonder

I am waiting for my number to be called
and I am waiting
for the Salvation Army to take over
and I am waiting

for the meek to be blessed
and inherit the earth
without taxes and I am waiting
for forests and animals
to reclaim the earth as theirs
and I am waiting

for a way to be devised
to destroy all nationalisms
without killing anybody
and I am waiting
for linnets and planets to fall like rain
and I am waiting for lovers and weepers
to lie down together again
in a new rebirth of wonder

I am waiting for the Great Divide to ‘be crossed
and I am anxiously waiting
for the secret of eternal life to be discovered
by an obscure general practitioner
and I am waiting
for the storms of life
to be over

and I am waiting
to set sail for happiness
and I am waiting
for a reconstructed Mayflower
to reach America
with its picture story and tv rights
sold in advance to the natives

and I am waiting
for the lost music to sound again
in the Lost Continent
in a new rebirth of wonder

I am waiting for the day
that maketh all things clear
and I am awaiting retribution
for what America did
to Tom Sawyer

and I am waiting
for the American Boy
to take off Beauty’s clothes
and get on top of her
and I am waiting
for Alice in Wonderland
to retransmit to me
her total dream of innocence

and I am waiting
for Childe Roland to come
to the final darkest tower
and I am waiting
for Aphrodite
to grow live arms
at a final disarmament conference
in a new rebirth of wonder

I am waiting
to get some intimations
of immortality
by recollecting my early childhood
and I am waiting
for the green mornings to come again
youth’s dumb green fields come back again

and I am waiting
for some strains of unpremeditated art
to shake my typewriter
and I am waiting to write
the great indelible poem

and I am waiting
for the last long careless rapture
and I am perpetually waiting
for the fleeing lovers on the Grecian Urn
to catch each other up at last
and embrace

and I am waiting
perpetually and forever
a renaissance of wonder

4. An April Day

       by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

When the warm sun, that brings
Seed-time and harvest, has returned again,
‘T is sweet to visit the still wood, where springs
The first flower of the plain.

I love the season well,
When forest glades are teeming with bright forms,
Nor dark and many-folded clouds foretell
The coming-on of storms.

From the earth’s loosened mould
The sapling draws its sustenance, and thrives;
Though stricken to the heart with winter’s cold,
The drooping tree revives.

The softly-warbled song
Comes from the pleasant woods, and colored wings
Glance quick in the bright sun, that moves along
The forest openings.

When the bright sunset fills
The silver woods with light, the green slope throws
Its shadows in the hollows of the hills,
And wide the upland glows.

And when the eve is born,
In the blue lake the sky, o’er-reaching far,
Is hollowed out and the moon dips her horn,
And twinkles many a star.

Inverted in the tide
Stand the gray rocks, and trembling shadows throw,
And the fair trees look over, side by side,
And see themselves below.

Sweet April! many a thought
Is wedded unto thee, as hearts are wed;
Nor shall they fail, till, to its autumn brought,
Life’s golden fruit is shed.

5. After the Rain

       by Jim Yerman

I looked outside one morning as the day had just begun to see a grey sky overhead…. dark clouds blotting out the sun.

Sadness seemed to blanket everything at the beginning of this day…the world seemed smaller…more confining as a storm was on its way.

Soon the sadness that had filled the clouds dropped to the Earth in rain…and I thought why the weather can change my mood…is difficult to explain.

Sometimes the rain makes me happy as I remember playing in it with Mom and Dad…other times when I am missing them…the raindrops make me sad.

The storm completed its visit around noon…and again…it’s difficult to explain how the sadness I was feeling…departed with the rain.

Once the skies cleared and I could see the sun would be shining for a while…it’s as if the sun took any sadness, I was feeling…and replaced it with a smile.

What is this strange phenomenon I thought…? what is the weather trying to say…perhaps that, in our life, there will be storms along the way?

And when a storm brings sadness…as some storms often do…It’s okay to be sad…knowing when the storm is through…

the clouds will break…the sun will shine…and happiness will return…
Perhaps this is the lesson the weather wants us all to learn.

That yes, we will experience storms…but eventually all storms wane…
And we must decide if our life is to be guided by the sun…
or determined by the rain.

6. He Can Still

       by Gary James Smith

He Can Still

He can still any storm
There’s none too fierce for Him
And praise God even the hidden storms
The storms that live within
We may carry smiles around
That other can easily see
But of times there’s a sadness found
That lives inside of thee

When your soul is anchored to
That Rock of Ages sure
Though storms of life may hit you hard
You’ll rest in Him secure
For God always keeps His promises
And praise God He always will
His Words can calm the fiercest storm
When He says “Peace. Be still”

I’ve known His very presence
In my own storms of life
When days were filled with chaos
And nights of times with strife
I’ve cast my anchor overboard
Into God’s most restful sea
He takes hold with fastening power
Wrapping His arms of love around me

He can still any storm
There’s none too fierce for Him
And praise God even the hidden storms
The storms that live within
We may carry smiles around
That other can easily see
But of times there’s a sadness found
That lives inside of thee

Hallelujah what a Saviour!

7. Old love

       by D.W. Rodgers

Our fire, which once shone brightly through the night,
whilst tempered by age, is no less warm
and still burns slow with cherry embers bright
to keep us safe and sheltered through life’s storm.

Our light may dim, yet always kept its mark
though summer doldrums, winter’s icy gale
to show our path and guide us through the dark
hold steadfast to our course let love prevail.

In time, our flame gave rise to three new sparks
to nurture, guide and teach of worldly ways
and then release to find their own true arcs
and bear this fire to yonder days.

Face lined, flesh soft, and hair now grey
together love we greet each coming day.

8. A Thunderstorm

       by Emily Dickinson

The wind begun to rock the grass
With threatening tunes and low, –
He flung a menace at the earth,
A menace at the sky.

The leaves unhooked themselves from trees
And started all abroad;
The dust did scoop itself like hands
And throw away the road.

The wagons quickened on the streets,
The thunder hurried slow;
The lightning showed a yellow beak,
And then a livid claw.

The birds put up the bars to nests,
The cattle fled to barns;
There came one drop of giant rain,
And then, as if the hands

That held the dams had parted hold,
The waters wrecked the sky,
But overlooked my father’s house,
Just quartering a tree.

9. The “Senses” Since

       by James Burns

I remember the look
In those big brown eyes
As you’d smile and laugh
And leave me hypnotized

I remember the touch
Of your hands so soft
How you’d hug and comfort me
And shake the cold off

I remember the taste
Of your sweet lips on mine
Enthralled in a kiss
For hours at a time

I remember the sound
Of your voice so warm
You’d just whisper gently
And quiet the raging storm

I remember the smell
That enchanted my nose
The scent of your body
Bathed in absolute rose

Yes, I remember you dear
And all the love we grew
And I have spent a lifetime
Making “sense” of you

10. One Last Tear

       by Kim Rodrigues

the saltiness of love
a riveting fall
unlike other tears
this solitary shed
like a drip of life-blood
the lance of each freckle
an almost feckless drive over the sallow cheek
finally landing on the lump of her throat

the last tear stains her pillow
tasted by encompassing family
a lovely bouquet
the aroma of memories
likewise, a splash of a storm
lashing against the window pain
softly moaning wind
as she exhales one more breath
like the shake of a baby’s rattle

as the sun shines
a doe with a sparkling eye
and her fawn
through the window pane

her family exhales
and holds the snapshot
of her death

Short Poems about Storms

Short poems about storms let you appreciate the peace that comes after a storm. These poems will inspire anyone to see the damage in a different perspective and come out triumphant at the end of it all. ‎

1. The Power of Storms

       by Dorsey Baker

Storms can bring about
So much fear
Monsters and demons come out
Of the darkness of the imagination

When storms come
They bring with them
The thunder the lightning
And the heavy rain

When storms come
Some of them
They last a very long time
Some of them

They just come and go
When storms come
Let them do the talking
And you just be quiet!

2. Weathered by The Storm

       by Matthew Bennion

We are all weather by the storm in some ways or another
Such as the American Soldier he suffers in the worst of ways seeing death before his very eyes but yet he lives in the best of ways

We all take them for granted but yet we live in a silent peace because of them
Old Glory flies day in and day out with pride but never weathered by the storms that come

The American Soldier stands with pride Never unweathered by his storms that come
He stands with his head held high and his pride flying above him

He marches on through all the storms that come in hopes that one day he will see the blue sky
And in the end, he is weathered by the storms

3. The Thunder Mutters

       by John Clare

The Thunder Mutters

The thunder mutters louder & more loud
With quicker motion hay folks ply the rake
Ready to burst slow sails the pitch-black cloud
& all the gang a bigger haycock make

To sit beneath—the woodland winds awake
The drops so large wet all through’ in an hour
A tiny flood runs down the leaning rake
In the sweet hay yet dry the hay folks cower
& some beneath the wagon shun the shower.

4. Evening Storm

       by Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

I pray as storm and night duet,
a dance amidst a choir of rain.
wrung clouds strum strong and passionate
to cart away my deepest pain.

In every grand, thunderous note,
God’s loving heart beats in my soul.
Across the darkness, lightning floats,
to heaven skyward, I extol.

Winds sing with love blown rhythmically    
just like sweet-sounding nightingales.
Clear sheets of rain course through lithe trees  
bending to meet the river dale.

Then soft comes dawn, I praise the storm
in gleam of misty earth transformed.

5. Poco a poco

       by Rick Parise

nobile storm      sospirando wind
calling dolce      vespers of light
intimo, bound    a song begins…

6. I Miss You

       by Sunshine Smile

The strong wind hits me on my cold cheek
The bird’s escape across the great ocean
My tears, my longing for summer that was
Over high mountains, through deep forests

Let your fingers glide easily over my mouth
Rhythm of the chest, the heart is beating, soul burns
Yearning expression – heat of the closeness
Compared to eternity where the storm has subsided

At dusk I hear the sounds of hours we shared
You are far away, yet close
The yearning for you is a flame
that will never burn down

7. Thunderstorms

       by William Henry Davies

My mind has thunderstorms,
That brood for heavy hours:
Until they rain me words,
My thoughts are drooping flowers
And sulking, silent birds.

Yet come, dark thunderstorms,
And brood your heavy hours;
For when you rain me words,
My thoughts are dancing flowers
And joyful singing birds.

8. Resurrect us again

       by Sandra Adams

within the midst of darkened summer nights
a gossamer wind whispers through the trees
a melancholy melody benights
your soft whispers attuned within its breeze

i feel your gentle touch atop bare skin
as i dance with shadows in moon’s dim light
pirouetting around what could have been
beneath the slow dance of yesteryear’s plight

i close my eyes beneath your lips’ caress
where memories hold tight your tender kiss
to live in the moments time can’t repress
i slip back through the years and reminisce

i lose myself within memories calls
until summer’s thunderous storm befalls

9. Storm

       by Hilda Doolittle

You crash over the trees,
you crack the live branch?
the branch is white,
the green crushed,
each leaf is rent like split wood.

You burden the trees
with black drops,
you swirl and crash?
you have broken off a weighted leaf
in the wind,
it is hurled out,
whirls up and sinks,
a green stone.

10. Mother, Summer, I

       by Philip Larkin

My mother, who hates thunder storms,
Holds up each summer day and shakes
It out suspiciously, lest swarms
Of grape-dark clouds are lurking there;

But when the August weather breaks
And rains begin, and brittle frost
Sharpens the bird-abandoned air,
Her worried summer look is lost,

And I her son, though summer-born
And summer-loving, none the less
Am easier when the leaves are gone
Too often summer days appear

Emblems of perfect happiness
I can’t confront: I must await
A time less bold, less rich, less clear:
An autumn more appropriate.

Poems about Storms and Love

Storms may come into our life not only to change things up, but also to purify us. If your marriage or relationship is facing any sort of storm, you can seek encouragement from these poems about storms and love.

1. Grow Old with Me

       by Tim Smith

Breathless beauty shines bright tonight

my loving arms will hold you tight
no wind, no storm, no evil tide
will whisk you away from my side
I’ll fly you to a land where eagles soar
where mountains climb from the shore

guide you to a meadow where nature plays
where geysers spout most every day
show you a place where the buffalo roam
where a simple man can make a home

we’ll sail the sea under star filled skies
gazing deeply into those caramelized eyes
we’ll have no worries, we’ll be carefree
so, take my hand and grow old with me

2. Gone

       by Silent One

she was a caterpillar,
I her cocoon

she was the music
I her dance

she was the rose
I her thorns

she was lost among the stars
I showed her the moon

I drifted like a tepid breeze
but she was lost in the storm

she was right
I was not wrong

she lit the fire
I burnt like hell

3. Promise Me Tomorrow

       by Sunshine Smile

For absolutely no reason at all
The storm was withered in the stagnant air
It seems so incredibly crystal clear quiet

Even if you wanted to paint … no colors could express
Let this moment pass in quiet gratitude and joy
The real meaning of life bound with ribbon of love

When the sun wakes up tomorrow
Give me a kiss that says everything will be fine

4. A Love So Great

       by Sunshine Smile

May the sun always shine in your heart – melt away winter’s ice
Always look for beautiful colors – even if you never find the rainbow

Nobody wants to experience the towering and storm high waves
Adversity makes us strong – like sailing on the sea in storm

Open up your heart – take a deep breath
Dreams you will find among the stars – where peace prevails

Let your thoughts dance between the clouds – without a worry in mind
Bring your paint brush – paint the world in stunning colors

Our world is so endlessly large
A human so little, a love so great

5. A Gentle Kiss

       by Dan Kearley

A gentle kiss,
that I really must send
To another true,
and very dear friend

Pucker up babe,
it’s coming your way
And riding a storm,
so, it should be there today

I licked my lips before I blew,
so, I know it’s going to stick
But with all the lightning,
it might have a little kick

So, when it hits your lips,
it might give off a little spark
Now what started off as a gentle kiss,
might be leaving you in the dark

6. A Symphony of Summer

       by Mike Gentile

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

7. Forever Together

       by White Wolf

Mystical Moon answers
All I need to know
Tomorrow shall bring
A joyous occasion.

Patiently I wait
Walking through time
In this labyrinth
Only the soul knows

Fly like an eagle
Carry my soul
Unfold my heart
In harmonic bursts

Magical moments
Finding love
Always on my mind
My beloved friend

When faith returns
The way we were
Together as one
Dreamers

Love is like the rose
Heralding the day
Simply love
Just you and me

In a perfect storm
A calming light came to me
As I awoke
A vision of pure light.

8. Stem of Thorns

       by Mark Massey

Her love abloom feel blinded in the bliss
of one thought gentle in its callow prime,
and, if she felt one inkling of amiss,
a thwarted tempest may have been in time.

As love became a storm within the boil,
a naïve virtue veered into his path.
Her sweet delusions flailed within the toil,
encumbering the fault for wielded wrath.

Her timid screams, ensnared within his throes,
fell silent as a veil of hush adorns.
When petals wilt within the pallid rose,
its beauty dies upon a stem of thorns.

Bewildered tears fall from an angel’s eyes
when death becomes a lover in disguise.

9. Love Pray New Day Enjoy the Gift

       by Christopher Flaherty

New Day
Give us all a New Day
Give us all a Holiday
Give us all a brighter dawn

So, when the Sun pierces our curtains
That what which we were uncertain
Are consigned to our past
Like ghosts and ashes

So, give us all a New Day
And let the sun shine
Into every room
Where the clouds of doom
Are decorations and affirmations

That the Storm is clearing
And the Sky has no ceiling
For all we are feeling
Is Love and Rocket’s
Set for the Sun

Come On
Come on
And all become 1
Who fear none?
As Love’s great reward
Is nothing more than that
Love itself

Enjoy the gift
And give the World
A well-deserved Lift

10. Love a definition

       by Brian Strand

Love knows no boundaries within its heart,
once given in intimacy, cannot cede
an inch of territory to depart
the mutual promise, bound close by deed;

Love in its passion, holds all things clear
yet lays wide open, giving it’s all
and lives its life, trusting without fear
a loyalty innate, of instinct’s call;

With faithfulness it lays foundations sure
against all tribulation and heartbreak,
death’s tempest certain storm, it can endure,
held by unseen pillars that cannot shake;

With neither rule, nor scale can we measure
the height, depth, breadth of this priceless treasure.

Poems about Storms of Life

Storms are tremendous natural occurrences that cause upheaval. It’s good to have storms in our life every now and then to remind us to start something fresh.

Poems about storms of life may be utilized as inspiration to encourage you on a daily basis. Please share these storm poetry with your friends, relatives, and loved ones.

1. The Storms of Life

       by Royston Allen

Sometimes sad things happen in our life
they flare up suddenly and cause us strife.
The barriers that we put up against the flow
break down in floods of tears and sorrow.

Troubles fall like raindrops pelting down
welling into a flood in which we might drown.
We do our utmost to cope with the strain
but so many hurts cause our soul much pain.

Like in storms the raindrops seem really huge
and they gather into an irresistible deluge.
They test the fortitude of our minds defence
and when they burst through the pains intense.

As we lay in bed in the early hours of the day
we cannot withstand them to our dismay.
They come crashing in like a forceful torrent
causing tears to flow out of us as we lament.

We cry out in anguish great sobs of sorrow
at the pain that comes as we work them through.
Our hearts despair at the turmoil that they bring
overwhelmed, we feel unable to do anything.

We become less resistant as the years go by
unable to withstand them and we wonder why
our human frailty is being tested to this extent
straining under the weight of our predicament.

We feel the deep hurt and the pain they bring
and would rather live in a world of no suffering.
They add to the burden of each passing day
and we would that they were banished away.

Sorrows well up from deep within our soul
as the anguish and suffering takes its toll.
It reminds us of the great ‘Man of Sorrows’
who feels all our heartache, pains and woes?

‘Come to me Oh weary one’ Jesus said
‘Lay down your burdens at my feet instead.
For My yoke is easy and My burden is light
you’ll find rest for your soul; it will be alright.’

We rise up from our bed of pain and gloom
and find our way to that blessed upper room.
There we sit at the feet of the Lord and cry out
wondering what these sufferings are all about.

We lay our burdens down at His feet there
knowing He understands, we rest in His care.
Then we pour out our soul and to Him reveal
the deep sorrow and the sadness that we feel.

The storm subsides and the sorrows cease
as He brings to our soul that heavenly peace
and the healing balm that only He can bring
permeates into the depths of our inner being.

We feel Him lifting us out of our despair
as we rest in the sanctity of His presence there.
We look up and gaze into His wonderful face
and feel deep healing of our soul taking place.

His arms enfold us in His love and we can sense
the preciousness of His wonderful presence.
We rest awhile held in His loving embrace
as peace returns and deep healing takes place.

The sorrows of the world will always be here
they dog our steps and will not just disappear.
But with the Lord these troubles do not defeat
because we can lay them there at His blessed feet.

But this earthly life we live will not always be
and a time will come when our soul is set free.
And in that heavenly kingdom where Christ reigns
God Himself will remove our tears and pains.

No death, no sorrow and no pain shall endure
and these earthly sorrows will plaque us no more.
They will be replaced by heavenly joy and love
as we stand in the presence of our Lord above.

2. Storms of Life

       by Bob Gotti

When there’s sunshine and blue sky, we never seem to reason why.
Even when the rains do fall, they come to many as a refreshing lull.
And a fallen snow is picturesque, covering the land in winter’s rest.
But when storms on earth appear, they fill hearts with a quiet fear,

A fear of what may come to be, from a raging storm’s uncertainty.
We walk with the sun on our face, and a wind on our back is placed.
Then there is a quiet just before an awesome storm begins to roar.
With the wind against us friend, it blows and seems to have no end.

We also have storms of life, not from weather, but pain and strife.
There is a fortress in any storm, He is Christ, our Savior and Lord.
Storms of life won’t get you friend, if you know by who they’re sent.
God has a purpose you should know; why in life strong winds blow.

How about the apostles and Christ at sea on a tiny boat off Galilee?
As a small storm came near, it filled the apostle’s hearts with fear.
Christ raised His voice in the boat to calm the storm as He spoke.
Christ said to them “why be afraid, do not you men have any faith?”

It is good to know at any place a storm is altered by God’s Grace,
And even in the darkest hour, a storm can cease by God’s power.
The storm of life soon will end, if you know Christ as Savior friend.
Until I see Jesus above with you, He my friend will see us through.

3. The Storms of Life

       by Deborah Ann

When your world shakes,
and you feel it start rocking . . .
when you begin trembling
and your knees start knocking.

Go to God immediately,
and give Him all you fear
and He will make you . . .
surefooted like a deer.

When your world crashes,
in pieces all around you
when you begin to quiver
not knowing what to do.

Go to God straightaway,
ask Him for more grace
and the strength you need
till you’re in a safer place.

When your world collapses,
before on you it falls apart
go to God and ask Him . . .
to restore joy into your heart!

4. Storm Is Life

       by Thandeka

When it’s to rain,
clouds gather up in the sky.
So dark, mild, puffy and scary.
No place is laid out for better safety.
Here, is where all shall stay to witness thunder
and its blossoming lightning.

Creatures go about with no assurance of survival.
But nature, embraces our powerless selves
to relax knowing that all is well.
Like trouble, when it affiliates our lives
without a sign of caution.

Brings nothing but turmoil to these shaken souls-
Helplessly gazing ahead for all confusion to pass on.
Earth is never fun when one is sulking,
cause then death prevails.

Rain on its own sanctifies.
Same clouds that cover you with fear,
bring down water of life.

Darkness loiters around for a while;
and blinds your focus so you see not when it turns.
When it turns, so far away that
your vision is blared
with any troubles ever existed.

It’s for this truth that,
rejoice when clouds gather.
For sadness sent down are disguises
filled with blessings to come fourth!
As the sun shines after this huge storm.

5. Autistic

       by Vince Suzadail Jr.

A mazing child full of life
Unconditional relentless love
Touched by angels through the strife
Insightful blessings from above

Struggles with communication
Tries with joyful anticipation
Intelligence beyond the norm
Child of God within the storm

6. Living Hell

       by Daniel Turner

Damned by the devil’s curse upon my heart
I pace the lonely bridge twixt love and hate
Stalked by death’s shadow from the very start
Forsaken by the guiding hand of fate

My restless soul sleeps in the tangled thorns
Nursed by the acrid milk of bitter weed
Tormented nightly by old lovers scorned
And haunted by a score of sinful deeds

Pray, take me now to storm the gates of hell
Confront the wicked one and question why
Twas reason for my birth under his spell
To live a loveless life until I die

I curse this lonely life given to me
The fire of hell is all t’will set me free

7. Write Your Name

       by Arturo Michael

Paint the world of words so bright
Brush the canvas with pure delight
Be the rainbow coming out of a storm
The sunrise of a beautiful morn

Paint the world as you would wish
For what is written expresses it
Hearts maybe black or blue
A bright smile colors I love you

Paint it as a blind man sees
Hear it as the deaf conceives
Blank spaces upon your walls
Interpretations are meant for all

Paint the world and let it be
You are you and I am me
No left, right or middle lanes
Colors are one and the same…write your name

8. Tree of Life

       by Connie Marcum Wong

The tree of life grows limbs above,
Its strength began in roots of love…
Each limb’s branches may grow apart
Yet venture not far from its heart.

Concentric circles share great worth
In trials it has endured since birth,
Having weathered many a storm
Defined by bent or twisted form.

Still beauty reigns throughout the years
In steadfast growth with hopes and fears,
As earth life seasons come and go
A will to carry on and know,

Though treasured limbs may break and die,
Newest growth reaches for the sky.
Seedlings will spread, divine and free…
In honor of the mother tree.

9. Powerful Storm

       by Tim Smith

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

10. Storms of Life

       by Eddie Starr

I felt storms in my life, I guess this is to make me stronger.
I never felt the calmness in my life just storms that keep appearing.

I would love to feel the peace at least for one season in this life.
But I know that Christ has a plan and I do want to help others.

I figure maybe God wants me to lead others out of these storms.
I know that he has strengthen those all of these storms in my life.

I am grateful that he has strengthen me the way that he has.
For I know that there are a lot of people that needs him now too.

I want to help them to be led out of the storms that they are in too.

Final Thoughts on Poems about Storms

If you’re going through one of life’s storms or what would seem like an endless valley, and you don’t think you’ll ever see a bright day, these poems about storms are meant to inspire you.

Sometimes things will be rougher than you might anticipate, and it may appear that the storm is engulfing your entire world. However, these thunderstorm poems will motivate you to get out of the storm, and when you do, you will be able to see the Sun, but for now you are being tested.

If you are presently traversing severe weather in your life, these storm at sea poems will show you that there will always be calmness after the storm. It will not stay forever, and while you may not have been able to see it right now, the storm that passes through will teach you significant lessons.

We hope that this collection of poems about storms will help you wait through the storm in the prospect of good days, because these days will come and you’ll have grown. If you have just weathered a storm in your life, utilize your experience to inspire and push others not to give up.

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