Poems

Lightning

Lightning is beautiful. It lights up the entire place when there is little or no light caused by all the looming dark shadows. However, just as it can bring hope, it can also bring on death.

Just like that, it brought on the war of our thoughts. Controlled by no one but us. Heard by no one but us. Yet it destroys everyone of us.

The looming thought that wiped off all traces of humanity in us, came like a lightning. As we all struggled to win the hunger, we completely neglected the thirst. The thirst for blood.

At the end of all storms come a rainbow. But this rainbow came in a place with no colours. All of them taken away just like the emotions of human beings. All stripped away but the blackness of our hearts.

The baby starts wailing. Maybe for the lack of colour or the sudden lightnings that don't go away. The parents gone from the fight within. It asks itself if there will ever be hope. But all it could hear was the crying of its own.

As the teens have battles. One of hormones. Would they be able to survive the fire that grows. Not even adults could help. As they were left drowning in an ocean of growth.

All this started with the lightning in an adult. That sparked fires from all around. Not even the thunder could be heard from all the screams. The screams of terror.

But didn't some think it was beautiful? What happened to all the beauty? The darkness hid it some might say. But it was really the perspective of one's day.