By: Pratha Ravani
The wind tore through the air
screaming and smashing everything in its path
howling with no mercy
the rain
smashing with the same amount of fury
drenching everything
as it lays its wrath
when suddenly
for a fraction of a second
it appears
like an angel shining its light
in a war zone
as the sun shines bright
the trees smile
the birds appear
and the ground
sighed as it was not attacked
but not for long
As it was chased
by a monster
who tore through the trees
bring back destruction
but it still stayed
A little light remained
giving hope
I loved your poem! I love the figurative language and it made me feel hopeful!
Your poem expressed a lot emotion and strong figurative language with the storm. Very nice job!