July 29, 2025

11 Wild, Soul-Stirring Pieces of Poetry about Storms

Life isn’t always sunshine and rainbows. When the storms of life roll in, it may feel like the turbulence will never end. However, beneath every soul-stripping gust of wind and dust-filled cloud lies the eye of the storm; the centre in which peace can be found amongst the chaos.

Whatever challenge you may be facing in your life right now, know that in the centre of your heart lies the key to your strength. I hope these poems about storms inspire you to find your centre during intense conditions.

Be inspired to take a breath and allow your storm to pass.

Poetry About Storms

1. Before a storm - Erin Hanson

Have you ever heard the planet
Hold its breath before a storm?
Like an audience in wait
Before the curtains are withdrawn.
It’s the gentle buzz of wild things
Straining leaves toward the sky,
The steady thrum of wings
Taking their owners somewhere dry.
Then for a second it is nothing
But the beat of nature’s heart,
Until as though its lungs have burst
The grey sky rips itself apart.
And just like that the earth’s alive
As it collectively exhales,
The wind whips through the trees
Whilst they all bend beneath its wails.
Then as the first drop falls
There is a gasp, and then a pause,
Before it seems the whole world breaks
Into a deafening applause.

poem by – Erin Hanson

2. The eye of the storm - jadine lydia

The storms of life will come and go,
it is only you who has control –
will you fall with grace, or rise with ease
will you surrender your life,
to a new way of being?

The storms of life will come and go,
become a storm chaser,
then you’ll know –
the storms never end,
but your inner strength grows,
you can take solace in the eye,
and let the storm blow.

original poem by – Jadine Lydia

3. Every Heart's a Hurricane - Erin Hanson

Each soul a starlit sea,
Every mind’s a meteor
Unbound by gravity.
And everybody’s wishing
They could learn to tame their tides,
When nothing more than nature
Is what’s echoing inside.

Every life’s a lightning bolt,
Yet everyone’s told no;
Bite back all your thunder
And don’t let the wild things show.
Every heart’s a hurricane,
Everyone a world within,
Every life too short for loathing
Any storms beneath your skin.

poem by – Erin Hanson

4. Battling the Storm - Aimi Aljafri

I long for my skin to be kissed by the sun;
to taste the raindrops on my tongue
like teardrops of spring to soothe my parched soul.

I long to roll in the mud, feet stained with dirt.
I want to sink deep into the ground and spread my roots wide –
so when the storm comes, the earth will shackle me from being broken.

poem by – Aimi Aljafri

5. Storms Are Wonderful - Nikita Gill

Storms are wonderful.
The way the skies thrash and scream.
It is a reminder
that even the skies scream,
burdened
with the weight of
lost, forgotten dreams.

poem by – Nikita Gill

6. A Fearsome Storm - Eliana Knight

When it comes its like chaos, and likes to run,
It’s a fierce storm that descends, blocking out the sun,
Sudden whirlwinds, a force that’s full of might,
Unleashing its wrath in the day or night.

Large, hard hail, a relentless assault,
Cascading down, a fearsome exalt,
Large, thick & heavy, the rain pours down,
On the roof, makes a pounding sound.

The rain pours down in a hue of grey,
Thick and heavy, obscuring the way,
Lightning cracks in the sky’s a dark veil,
The elements tremble and begins to wail.

Thunder rumbles, shaking the house’s core,
Sounding like a monster in the sky letting out a roar,
A symphony of destruction, a sensational show,
As the mighty storm’s fury continues to grow.

A shroud of darkness, a cloak of dread,
Enveloping all in its cold, murky spread,
Buildings vibrate, foundations shake,
As the storm’s fury refuses to abate.

After a light flash follows a fearsome rumble,
As the trees sway and begin to tumble,
Trees bend and break, houses tremble and sway,
As nature’s wrath reigns the dark day.

Gale force winds, relentless and wild,
Blow through the land, a force ever so mild,
No shelter from the storm’s embrace,
As wind & rain leave destruction all over the place.

Beware the storm, its power untamed,
A reminder of nature, forever unchained,
Nature’s wrath comes in all its glory,
A testament to its eternal, never-ending story.

extract from – hellopoetry.com

7. CONTROL - Nikita Gill

I
Your heart and the weather
have this in common.
They are both difficult to predict,
and cannot be controlled by anyone.

So when someone tries
to take control of what is yours,
remind them that
storms are controlled by no one,
and then show them
how you are
so much more
than a storm.

II
You carry both lightning and thunder
in that space between your bones and soul.
Become the storm you are hiding from;
a hurricane does not run from the rain.

extract from – Your Soul is a River

8. Through the Storm - Annie

We fall, we rise,
With every bruise, we grow.
In darkness, we find our light,
And in silence, strength begins to show.
The world may bend us,
But never break our core.
Through every storm we face,
We stand, ready for more.

poem by – annie_inked.4

9. Notes On Survival - Nikita Gill

You are allowed to break. Everything does.
The stars grow tired and fall.
The waves crash against rocks and shores.
Trees fall for both storms and the wind, leaving behind seeds
and saplings so a version of them can grow again.
Stormclouds part for the rain
and then part again for the sun to come through.
Night must break for day and the day for the night.
The world is made of broken things piecing themselves back together –
this is what gives us the most resilient stories.
So why do you think that you were built any differently than
the night and the stormclouds? You know how to put yourself
back together again too, just as well as they do.
Take heart. You have managed to rebuild yourself
a thousand times over from every bad day.
That is no small thing.

poem by – Nikita Gill