The Soul Sanctuary: 4) Thunderclaps, Night Sky

May 1, 2010

These are the terribly insignificant musings of Aishwarya Nagar at 10:55 AM

Claps of thunder

Rolling like atolls on the sea

Across the moon-drenched sky,

And I can't help but wonder why....

Dark clouds twist into shapes

Silhouetted black in the light

Omens flashing across the day sky,

And I wonder why...

The rain tattooes the carapace

Which shatters at the paranormal force,

Like a curtain of life and chaos both

Trees cower in sheer remorse,

And I hide in the building,

Not permitted to follow the drops

That hammer over the window

And land in puddles with innocent plops.

If I could come and go like the rain,

If I could hide like the moon, I would,

If I could show the world my dark skies

And prove that be the best I could.

If I could be so sudden yet so discrete,

And like the rolling thunder sweep your feet...

Regret filling me, the sight of the changing sky,

And I ask myself why I do cry.