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The sky looks so irate and angry today.
Dark clouds strut and stamp along the sky.
Lightnings hoisted high move like tilt walkers.
Slithering sparks slice the lump of darkness into pieces.

Thunder rumbles, its loud screams shatter the peace.
The ear- splitting ‘boom’ makes one cringe in fear.
Through the leaves, the wind is whipping hard,
Announcing the arrival of an impending rain.
Soon water drops lash down adding special effects.

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The transition from a clear sky to an ebony one,
Was too sudden with the hot summer day cooling off
And winds blowing from all directions and silver droplets
From heavens falling, whispering and telling of love.

Is not love, like a thunderstorm overwhelming and intense?
It comes unexpected, consuming one whole from head to foot,
Flashing like lightning and pouring like rain, 
Flooding to the brim, allowing all desolation drown,
Making one dance like a peacock with strut feathers.

But sometimes it comes crashing like thunder, 
Splitting our limbs, tearing us asunder and bringing us pain.
Love at times is so brief, like the tropical storm~
Not more than a flash of lightning, a painful memory.

All depends on the angle through which we view things.
Instead of fearing the raging storm and the lightning
That come along with the thunder,
Feel the rush of energy all across your senses
And allow the vibration, course through your veins,
Shaking loose the lethargy and inertia from you.

When it rains, don’t look down on the puddles below,
But wait hopefully for the spectrum of colours,
Arching beautifully in the cerulean sky and rejoice!

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