A Lesson

When thunder ravages the sky and it breaks down into lumps of rain,

Those brunt electric wires hung like prop roots of a tree,

And the city enveloped into the darkness of the night sky.

The clogged street leads to the narrow by-lane

Where the last house manages to light up a candle,

The gust of winds increased as if a damp just broke off into fragments.

Another thunder rolled on, the sound of conch audible from afar distance, 

Mother nature sighed a deep breath as if highly disappointed in our behavior, toward herself.

The storm stopped a while ago and left behind a lesson.