The clouds caught the rain of my tears,
Drenching me deeply to the core.
The lightning struck hard, being fierce,
Frightening the one with its roar.
In the clash of souls, where triumph seemed near,
Destiny’s whisper changed the atmosphere.
Thou tried to be the light in the dark,
Oh! thou were smothered before the night.
The woods got combusted by the spark,
Awaiting their return to the limelight.
From quiet earth to towering creed,
Every tree was once a little seed.
It’s time to seek, to find the gain,
To heal, to grow each passing day.
Before you get drenched in the rain,
It’s time to mend, to thrive along the way.
In the midst of tempest, I found my song:
Embracing shadows, we emerge strong.
Rumaisa Ashraf Bhat
ru************@***il.com