For Every Storm Poem by Naveed Akram
For Every Storm
For every storm there is a room
And find the palace now,
From deserts are a tomb and gloom,
Where clothes must just allow.
The clothing kisses us on cheek,
When effort made us worse,
The cloth we wear is rather chic,
And worry is a curse.
The storm shall grow at all the speed
That problems make us mad,
You did not follow, or then bleed
As madness is your dad.
Great poem. An easy ten was given here. God bless us all-MJG.
I gave this a 10 because I believe I understand it, and if I can, I figure others can as well. This is a magnificent poem to read again and again. There aren't many of those. GW62
This is a good poem. Yes, to be reread and the desert theme can be felt. Although I expected the last word to read “For in madness we are clad.” to go along with the clothing reference. Still very good. Adeline
An insightful piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm. Thanks for sharing and remain enriched.
“For every storm there is a room” There is deep thought you expressed. Nice
The storm shall grow at all the speed That problems make us mad, You did not follow, or then bleed As madness is your dad......very fine expression..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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For every storm there is our castle and dad will use his sword.pity my did'nt he took off when I was four ..good poem open to different thoughts...regards