Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Cumulonimbus

You barged in.
Like a violent storm.
And a raging chaos followed.
The walls of my heart faltered.
Bursts of lightning
Filtered through the cracks
Setting me ablaze.
Lulled by thunderous claps,
I found my peace.
Ravaged by the tempest,
Saved, too.

10 comments:

  1. So vivid! I could picture the heart of the storm.

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  2. The title drew me in. I love storms, and the imagery here brings the storm alive in my mind.

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    1. This is so nice to hear. I am glad I could bring the storm alive.

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  3. So intrigued by the violence/peace imagery. "Lulled by thunderous claps."

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  4. Learnt a new word in the vocabulary.

    The imagery of the thunderstorm is clearly etched
    .
    http://ideasolsi65.blogspot.in/2015/09/behemoth-ego.html?m=1

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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.