Storm of You
You are the lightning that splits my sky,
a flash of brilliance, gone in a blink—
a fever that rages, a fire that fades,
yet I’m addicted to every spark, every sting.
I see you in every fierce wind that blows,
in every wild ocean that crashes to shore.
You’re the thrill that shivers through every vein,
a storm I crave, though it leaves me sore.
You were my sunrise in endless dark,
a promise too wild to ever stay.
Now, every dawn mocks with color and light,
and I ache to chase what slipped away.
I still reach for you in the thunder’s roar,
in rain that falls like tears on stone.
You are the tempest, fierce and fast—
a thrill, a wound, a love unknown.
Md Nasim Akhtar shamsi
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