#flood poems on Hello Poetry

Brielle Byrne Jul 2014

Tears swelling behind the dam of my heart
still strong to Mother Nature’s abuse,
but fractured by years and
cracked by hands.

One day,
when my dam-of-a-heart is attacked,
beat down and broken,
when it floods this town with woe,
I swear, I swear,
I would find your prints branded on the
handle of a hammer.

#broken #heart #tears #flood #untitled #fractures

AavelinaJaden May 2014

stormy weather / stormy thoughts

i want you to want me like a tornado loves the eye of a tiger like a hurricane loved the warm oceanic breeze and sounds of fleeing personas
feel the way a volcano feels during a meltdown, hot and desperated. tell me your love burns for me like an atom bomb ready to ignite
make your passion explode for me. I need to grasp the concept that you love me like im in love with the way you make earthquakes in my heart
IM AN UNSTABLE DUST STORM AND MAYBE TWO WRONGS DONT MAKE A RIGHT BUT I NEED EVERY GRAIN OF SAND YOU HAVE TO OFFER ME
BABY IM A FOREST FIRE AND I CANNOT SURVIVE WITHOUT YOUR POEMS ADDING TO THE FUEL. YOU BREATHE LIFE INTO ME I CANT CONQUER THIS CITY ALONE
your raging warmth isn't adequate enough to quench the tornado of thoughts we made, billowing around tearing up the place we once called home
I need you to flood my emotions making every thought and every particle of love in the air flow towards you so the current can overflow anything that's irrelevant
*******, you are the lightning that brightens up my world and i am the reckless thunder one step behind you, what a pair; atmospheric lovers

J May 2014

2150

It was dark
Trembling whirlpools and waves lingered
We climbed for days
We climbed for weeks
We climbed to the highest peaks on the earth
But still, the flood rained down

We built great ships and sailed
Great monsters fought us from below
Just as the water-bearers struck from above
We wandered the waves , whipping
We sailed between the horses
We sailed between the C's

Was this the coming of a new age?
Was this the death of the fish?
What of the light?
What of the sun?
Housed by Aquarian demise,
We fought for each day

How long must we wait?
Can we blame the goat?
Zealaz, where are you?
When will your mountain appear?

#new #age #flood #sailing #trial

Kay Tailor Apr 2014

Cry

Sometimes I just want
To cry.
To let it all out.
But I can’t.
I just can’t.
No matter how bad
My day was
Or how down
I am,
It just
Doesn't
Come.
I can feel it there,
Bubbling and brewing
Just under the surface
Like water building up
Against a dam.
Maybe I've held it in
Too long
So that now
My mind doesn't think
To cry.
But I want to
And I can’t wait
Until my dam
Floods and breaks
And I can be
Free.

#cry #break #free #flood #dam

pookie Oct 2013

LUST you *******

sitting on the edge,
letting the water rush past,
the mist crawling over my skin,
the coldness spreading over me like a trickle of rain,

but all of a sudden the trickle turns into a torrent,
washing me all over pushing everything from my head and heart,
making my body tense up and lose control,

this torrent is like a dam,
its held back but then the flood gates open,
and it all comes crashing over me,

(because **** when i think of you my body gives up all my thoughts are on you, lust is a n evil thing it is a flood and it is never ending)

then as soon as the gates were open they close,
leaving me empty of all feeling,
with the fleeting memories of you,
your voice,
your touch,
your breath against my neck,

Lust you evil ***** why do you so this when all i try do is forget you bring it all back up to the surface.

not really apoem or very well written but it just ****** me off i try forget and my body and mind just go ******* and bring it all bac the feelings and everything haha

#love #lust #breath #lost #forget #**** #***** #gate #flood

Alison Apr 2014

Talking is Not as Easy as it Seems

There are some days
when my thoughts curl up my throat
to seal my lips
with red hot wax
and I cannot even try to open my mouth.
There are some days
when fear is a sharp-clawed monster
on my tongue
held inside only by a
pearl white cage.
There are some days
that I count my words like grains of rice
because one too many
can open floodgates.
But recently
there are most days
when thoughts of you
break the wax seal,
when thoughts of you
calm the dangerous beast,
when thoughts of you
dry up the flood,
and words come tumbling off my tongue
dripping honey and lavender
and wide open vowels.
I talk about you
to anyone who
will listen

I love having you to talk about.

#words #listen #tongue #talking #beast #flood #speechless

Brooke Davis Mar 2014

Flood and Fire

I bite my lips,
to build a fortified dam,
that prevents my true feelings,
from flowing forth,
like a catastrophic flood
and drowning you.

But my cheeks betray me,
and as a forest fire,
a deep blush blazes across my features,
reducing all my defenses,
by allowing you too see,
exactly how you affect me.

#love #fire #flood

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