Storm on my Horizon. A poem.

Storm on my horizon
Raining on my dreams
Hailing on my hope
Flooding my reason
With dark clouds
And windy betrayals
Storm on my horizon


Just when you think you’re feeling good about life, the clouds roll back in and deliver bucket-loads of blues. The downpour is unexpected, unpredictable and definitely undesirable.

Steve

10 thoughts on “Storm on my Horizon. A poem.

  1. Just as the storm comes, remember that every storm runs out of rain. Everytime the clouds come, the sun is going to come and shine again. this was beautiful, keep your head up

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      1. Sometimes things happen and we can’t control the storm, but we can keep the outlook that it’s gonna end, there’s always light at the end. As long as you believe there is. It’s hard I know, but the sunshine is there, look for it even in the smallest things

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