The emotions of a poet who calls himself 
"Uootem"

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"Nasty weather"

@Uootem

The skies in debate... each front wants to win
Upon a summer's day as thunderstorms are moving in
There in the middle are soft clouds still white
Joining the battle... unwillingly entering the fight.

Clouds are drifting as the sky turns black
Rain clouds open in thundering attack
Lightening charges... the silver forks run
Streaking the black skies that hide the sun.

Furious and raging is lightening's scorn
Black blankets rip... blackened sky torn
Shredded to pieces ending storms fight
Blue skies returning and embracing the sunlight.

With one final cheer in a thundering goodbye
The fighting was over as a rainbow lit the sky
I see all the colors displayed by the sight
With it promise of a much calmer night.

This scene like the feeling pent up inside of me
searching for love lost... emotions quite revealing
when will this fighting inside cease its ever present storm
when will you return to me and keep me ever warm?