Tue, 29th Mar 2011 | Mayank | 647 Views, 1 Nod.

The Rise

Early feb it was,
the nature was quiet;
and the summer was making its way.

Night it was,
and I wasn't feeling alright;
felt life had taken a toll at me,
and I was still quiet.

The sky started crackling,
the thunder it came;
Some raindrops fell,
and then heavily they came;
Elegantly what I felt like,
the storm jolted its way.

I ran to take a glance,
but too strong it was;
for what I could handle,
not it was.

I had fancied storms
all my life;
for what I felt,
my life was like.

I waited it to end,
coz I had to go.

As I walked out,
I saw the picture.
the scars I saw,
the nature hath given.

For what seemed untreatable,
healed after some time.

The Faith of NATURE and LIFE alike
-Mayank