storm

I live in a world 

Where its always a fight

I try to stay calm 

Put my mind to what I decide

But I always end up in one messy fight

Its hard 

To give it up to the 

Howling loud and mysteries storm

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29 Comments Add yours

  1. whimsygizmo says:

    I like the subtle slant rhyme of “decide” and “fight,” especially.

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  2. Agreed with the thoughts

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    1. Thanks for liking it

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  3. Hope one day fight word is removed from dictionary!!

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    1. If I remove that word I will lose

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      1. Word can be taken into many perceptives. I meant in negative terms which is hampering are society. I suppose this time the fight word was left by me open ended for interpretation!!

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  4. NJ says:

    Maybe the calm’s just around the corner 🙂 Hold on to that.

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    1. Oh thanks for your views nj

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  5. eliza rudolf says:

    Good job…loved the write up…💖💖💖

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    1. Well I was not so happy with this one but its nice that you like it

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  6. “…howling loud…” Yes, that’s how it seems sometimes.

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    1. Oh thanks Sarah your comment was important to me

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  7. Maybe it will be easier to wait for the storm to subside…

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    1. Oh yes and thanks for liking

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  8. frankhubeny says:

    Sometimes the storms don’t seem to stop, but remaining calm is the best way to fight the storm.

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    1. Yeah and thanks for stopping by

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  9. I liked the way the poem tries to stay calm and then falls into that chaotic imagery.

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    1. Yes its what it means thanks your comment

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  10. sanaarizvi says:

    Hopefully it will be easier to wait for the storm to subside…

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    1. Yeah thanks for reading

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  11. quirkyshine says:

    This is really nice 😊 be well 😊😊

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    1. Thanks for caring so mucj

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  12. Janice says:

    Sometimes there is no choice but to ride out a storm rather than fight it. The dilemma expressed in your poem feels very real.

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    1. Yes Janice it sure is that way.

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  13. Sreeblogs says:

    Our own life is a fight…leave aside the whole world👍👍

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    1. Yeah thanks for the thumbs up

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