Stormy

A sudden storm has shaken whole sphere

The sky is blurred, the view is not explicit

Every folk starts possessing a state of fear

Unaware of fact what will have to see for it.

The windows get shut, the roads emptied,

Few on their way struggling to return safe,

Now, nothing much one can utter indeed.

Every soul longs for peace, many are unsafe.

The turbulence has engraved panic in hearts,

The awful windy sound generate more powers

Lamp-posts are bent, tress received curves.

That man has forgotten to enjoy heavy showers.

Each droplet seems to design new with positivity,

These may wash away wrongs, induce sanity.