The Storm

The storm strike a blister on the roof's top Crackling-clang with a loud shot Tree's loosing it fastening knot Leaves falling from crops Birds flying high to taller crops The drying-line abandoning its cloth springing it aloft Children run helter-skelter, quivering a lot parents trembling as if robbed The monstrous thunder scavenge each shop The atmosphere, sandy-colored-rough wastes sites sprays the environment, a smelling rot The sudden silence reveal the mob Mentioning the long lasted frightening scene in the court