POEM- THUNDERSTORMS

thunderstorms which scare me

are the same storms which try

try to be the mightiest

the most magnificent storms

that your eyes could be blessed by

they are scary, they are 'the beauty'

they do cause heartaches

and they got no mercy

if you look deep,

they are the tiniest particles

which my eyes couldn't see

no one notices them

unless they turn vicious

so tragically beautiful,

that could end lives in seconds

from the patterns to the speed

those storms rule this standard

that we "sapiens" couldn't achieve

what got us so pride?, i do wonder sometimes

we are just bets for storms, when they play by

nature plays monopoly, i just realised

perhaps in the most cunning form, every time.

-Aditi Singh

Aditi pens poem