#stormwithin poems on Hello Poetry

Gabriel Yale 8h

You stood in the doorway, the storm in your hair
No words between us, just the cold in the air
Your eyes like the grey, just before it breaks
And I knew in that moment, what silence takes

Rain keeps the silence, falling like truth
Washing the footprints we left in our youth
I reach for the sky that won’t come again
You’re gone with the thunder, and I’m just the rain

The sky keeps on weeping, as if it knows
The ache in my chest where your shadow grows
I whispered your name but the wind turned away
Some feelings don’t leave, they just learn to stay

Turned away, turned away..

Rain keeps the silence, soft as your breath
Drenched in the memory of what’s been left
And if you should wonder why skies remain grey
It’s me in the downpour, fading away.

Fading away, turned away..

With Music: https://on.soundcloud.com/qn1hZ87vSPQk584JXH
A haunting reflection on love lost, silence unspoken, and memories that linger like rain. This poem captures the emotional weight of parting and the quiet grief that follows, not with anger, but with aching beauty.

#rainandmemory #loveandsilence #fadingaway #turnedaway #stormwithin

Joshua Phelps Jun 13

WASH AWAY THE PAIN

waking up
in a haze,

state of delirium—
where am i at?

i look in the
mirror and see
a reflection

of someone
i used to know.

i need a place
to escape—

all i wanted
was to protect
my peace

and be safe.

the waves
come and go,

emotional
instability,
barreling toward
insecurity:

here i go.

all i wanted
was only love—
but that was
taken away,

and i’m left
with all
the blame.

you say
i broke you
down—

but all i
ever wanted

was to build
us up—

and the
foundation
was shaky
ground.

waking up
in a haze,

i fight
to stay awake.

please, god,
let the rain
wash away—

and take away
my pain.

because i
don’t want
to go another day

getting
carried
away.

A raw plea from inside the storm.

WASH AWAY THE PAIN is a desperate cry for release—when love breaks, and you're left staring at your reflection, wondering what went wrong.

This one’s for anyone who’s ever begged the sky for peace and prayed the rain could rinse the heart clean.

If you’ve ever felt like the weight of healing might break you—this poem gets it.

It bleeds, begs, and breaks—but it’s honest.

#mentalhealthpoetry #grief #emotionalhealing #punkpoetry #stormwithin #selfreflection #loveandloss #storyoftheyearinspired #rawemotion #washawaythepain

Kewayne Wadley Feb 8

Rain in the Heart

The rain falls,
pounding into my chest.
After a while, it becomes wet.
It beats and throbs
between the drops.

The lightning cracks
and leaves its streak
a reminder of what it feels
like to love.

Trying to keep pace
with the water that keeps running,
swelling up without a drain.
There’s no escape
just wet skin,
bottled from the inside out.

The rain becomes everything
that it touches.
A storm,
drowning out all the noise around.
While the rain pours,
all I see is your silhouette
a wet slap to the veins
that swells and grows.

Thunder rumbles in the distance

#poetrylovers #lovepoem #stormwithin #poetryvibes #thunder #love #stormylove #storm #loveinwords #wetinlove

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