Her Hidden Temper

This poem talks about nature's fiery temper
once she is angered she can prove to be more dangerous
than the devil himself
and where the different elements act as her weapons of destructions

T'was a Dark
And stormy night
Stars were dim
And out of sight

The waves lashed
The winds howled
The rocks cracked
And revealed their scowl

Flames danced
In bright Orange-Red
A Magnificent site
Leaving many Dead

The Earth apart
The land in Floods
Trees Ablaze
Like Golden studs

The Sky so Black
Clouds Dangerously low
Conveyed that more
Was to Overflow

The Streams and Oceans
Knew no bounds
It seemed like the Fish
Would've drowned!

Storms and Hurricanes
Ripped apart
What stood in their way
And many a Heart

Appearing to have Unleashed
Her Satanic Sins
There She bore
Her Evil Grin

Earth and Hell
That night Alike
Man and Beast
Had fled in Fright

Nature's rage
Showed them all
That above her Power
None could Crawl

For hours together
Her wrath didn't bend
It seemed like the World
Neared its End

Then at last
At the Final Strand
The Rain ceased
On Sea and Land

The Earth was clogged
In water it soaked
Broke, the First Ray of Dawn
A Glimmer of Hope

The World once again
A Beautiful Place
Of Her Fury
She showed no Trace.