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    Threads of the Symphony of Storms
    Threads of the Symphony of Storms
    Threads of the Symphony of Storms
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    Threads of the Symphony of Storms

    By Olivia Oja

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    In "Threads of the Symphony of Storms," readers are invited into a world where nature's fury and beauty intertwine through the delicate art of poetry. This evocative collection explores the emotional landscape of tumultuous weather, using storms as metaphors for life's upheavals and revelations. Each poem acts as a thread, weaving together perso

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSwan Charm Publishing
    Release dateDec 22, 2024
    ISBN9789908151571
    Threads of the Symphony of Storms

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      Threads of the Symphony of Storms - Olivia Oja

      Beacon in the Wildness

      In the forest, shadows dance,

      A flicker bright in nature's trance.

      Guiding souls through tangled trees,

      Whispers ride on gentle breeze.

      Stars above, a radiant guide,

      Through beckoning paths we confide.

      Each step forward, a heart bold,

      With stories of the wild unfolded.

      Fireflies twinkle, soft and near,

      Lost love found in silence clear.

      Nature sings a haunting song,

      A beacon's light where we belong.

      Against the Deluge’s Pad

      Rains cascade with thunder's roar,

      Waves crash hard against the shore.

      Yet in turmoil, hope may rise,

      A glimpse of blue in stormy skies.

      Hearts in turmoil, minds a race,

      Searching for a calm embrace.

      In the tempest, we stand tall,

      Together, we will not fall.

      With every drop, resilience grows,

      Strength shines bright when troubles close.

      Through swirling tides, we find our way,

      In the flood, we'll learn to sway.

      Horizon’s Chaotic Canvas

      Streaks of color paint the sky,

      Swirling dreams begin to fly.

      The twilight holds a wondrous brush,

      As day and night in art will rush.

      Clouds collide, a vibrant fight,

      Merging shades from dark to light.

      Each horizon tells a tale,

      In every breath, the winds unveil.

      Golden hues with hints of gray,

      Whisper secrets of the day.

      Nature’s palette, wild and free,

      A chaotic dance, our symphony.

      Unfurled Umbrellas and Wistful Hearts

      In the rain, umbrellas bloom,

      Softly they shield from the gloom.

      Yet beneath the fabric's shade,

      Hearts share dreams that won't soon fade.

      With each gust, they'll sway and bend,

      Moments fleeting, friendships mend.

      In laughter shared, the storm feels light,

      A shelter found in love's pure sight.

      As puddles dance with rippled glee,

      We twirl around, just you and me.

      Wistful thoughts weave in our roles,

      Umbrellas closed, but open souls.

      Rhythms of the Raging Seas

      Waves crash wildly on the shore,

      Echoes of power, forevermore.

      Seagulls cry, a piercing sound,

      Ocean’s heartbeat, all around.

      Clouds gather quickly, skies grow gray,

      Tempest stirs, come what may.

      Surf and wind in fierce embrace,

      Nature's dance, an endless race.

      The tides pull back, a breath held tight,

      As dusk falls over the fraught night.

      Frothy crests, they rise and fall,

      Rhythms deep, enthralling all.

      With every crash, a story told,

      Of sailors brave and treasures bold.

      In the chaos, beauty lies,

      A shimmering strength beneath the skies.

      As dawn breaks wide, the calm returns,

      But still the sea within us burns.

      Rhythms echo, forever free,

      Calling us back to the raging sea.

      Serene Chaos in the Dark

      In shadows deep, where dreams reside,

      The chaos swirls, but hearts abide.

      Whispers soft, like autumn leaves,

      In quiet moments, life deceives.

      Stars blink softly in velvet skies,

      Unruly thoughts in silence lies.

      The moon, a guardian, glows so bright,

      Guiding lost souls through the night.

      Crickets sing a lullaby,

      While aching hearts begin to fly.

      The paradox of peace and fright,

      Serene chaos, lost in night.

      Each shadow tells a story dear,

      Of hopes once bright, but now unclear.

      In tangled thoughts, we find our way,

      Embrace the dark, it’s here to stay.

      So dance between the light and gloom,

      Creating beauty in the room.

      Chaos whispers, soft, profound,

      In dark serenity, we are found.

      Staccato of the Drumming Rain

      A tap, a thud, a playful sound,

      Nature’s rhythm, all around.

      Pavement glistens, a song begins,

      A melody of falling sins.

      Each drop a note on window panes,

      A symphony within the rains.

      Whispers mingle in the air,

      As clouds drum softly, without

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