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Eitten S Apr 2019
Run
Winds whistle
Trees sway
Screams ripple
Run away

In my mind
I lose it
Don’t you dare try
To soothe this

I like to escape
I like to think
I can feel your hate
Swim, before you sink

My mind is a tornado
Breaking this countryside
Run like a torpedo
You should probably hide
Wrote this during a tornado warning. :D
Perdue Poems Apr 2019
My head is filled with black-striped bees
Bizzing and buzzing as they please
The world's a thund'ring 'fall
Roaring its loud call
Life's a tornado
Then I see
Silence
You
empire ants Apr 2019
my heart hosts a shy tornado and I cannot tell
whether I am choking or flying.
Erian Rose Mar 2019
When we hold close
You turn away
When our hands touch
You drift  further from day
When things look calm
The tornado rages on
Not even an umbrella
Can conquer the pouring rain
Hey you!
Yes you
You couldn't hide your words behind your poetic gallery!
One day they will shout they will want to call their own desires
Respond all posibilities
Don't let the tornado get heavy
Let me bring my tea
And feel free
To see
You& me
Kyra Feb 2019
The Nor'easter in my mind won't settle
The inside of my scalp is wind-burned
Every step is won in a never ending battle
Every breath stolen like a meter of ground

I bury myself a trench
trying to escape the clutches of Zephyrus
All four gods circle around me in a typhoon of noise
Eos's sons, vultures in my head
annh Jan 2019
Cuban motorists
expect the odd puff of wind
‘nother day, ‘nother Zephyr
Wrote this completely oblivious to Sunday’s tornado in Havana. An untimely post - kia kaha! :(
lulu Dec 2018
It's finally over,
I'm breaking out of you,
You were a cage in disguise of a shell.
You were coated gold,
I couldn't see the black beneath you.
I thought you were a shell of light weight,
But the truth was you were actually not there;
To protect me neither love me.
You made me believe that love was still.
But, little did i know that love was a nonchalant tornado.
guess you don't know what true love is
Devorah Spiegel Dec 2018
The tornado is tangling me
Into a  complicated human being.
The thoughts are rising
So I can’t breathe.
I’m trying to reach the sky,
But I’m being brought down.
Because that action turned into a thought.
A thought that blew me up.
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