Thunder

A poem I started on a rainy day.

I sit here in silence.

Watching the rain fall,

Oh so carelessly from the sky

Thinking of what is to come.

I close my eyes, 

listening to the raindrops hit the rooftop.

Hearing the mighty thunder, 

rolling loudly in the background.

Thinking of what once was, 

and shall never be again.

the memories come as nightmares,

but the thunder is just a bit too strong.

Reviews

[zainul]

I can relate with your poem.
I shudder in fear just before the thunder when a spark of light fly across the sky.

[Sami Khalil]

memories come
as nightmares.
Nice write.

[Suditi]

Nice write.
The last para is a winner!
Beautifully written poem.

[Nicholas Antonio Young]

This is a very good piece :) it flowed very nicely. I like how you ended it as well