Tears of the Storm

Catharsis

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The storm within weeps, and in its tears, finds solace.

The world blurs, a watercolor canvas,
washed in shades of gray and silver.
Each drop a miniature lens,
distorting reality,
amplifying the thrum of the wind,
the symphony of the downpour.

Rain through eyes,
a cleansing cascade,
a salty, bitter truth,
washing away the dust of yesterday.
Each tear a river,
flowing into the vast ocean of sorrow,
a hidden reservoir of emotions,
unleashed.

The air, thick with the scent of petrichor,
a promise of renewal,
a whispered lullaby,
soothing the ache within.
Rain through eyes,
a moment of surrender,
a silent confession,
a release.

Pakistani Writer

This poem paints a beautiful picture of emotional release through the lens of a downpour. It uses vivid imagery to…