The Storm Poem by Tina Torun

Time and patience is what I need
Is time patient with me?
Time appears to stand without
movement, yet it speeds by so
quickly that you miss the present

Glorious thunder in the sky
Timeless rain keeps passing by
Will this storm ever end?
Can the rain and I still be friends?

Separated by time; many years
Fill with questions and endless fears
Raindrops and teardrops seem to blend
Will this storm ever end?

Life is a victim of time spent
unworthy and coverted to an archway
of sublimable thoughts. Is this
duration spliced into a sequential
chain of events that conflates at the
sound of many raindrops?

Heavy downpour over my body
Perseverence unpersuaded
This rain is so relentless
Will this storm ever end?

Over time the rain becomes mist
take this storm by both your fists