MY THUNDERBOLT

With words I dare not,

Describe her…

She was the sea...

Silent, omnipotent and content..

Yet a lot more than what met the eye.

Beneath her watery gaze held wonders

The silence could transform into a raging sea

Tossing one about without a care in the world..

With dear life she played

With  cannon balls of lightning….

Phew!!

 What a metamorphosis..!!

The calm sea when enraged could sink the titanic too.!!

Relentless in her tantrums like the waves..

With words I dare not describe her...

She was the sky,

Infinite, serene but she held dark clouds too…

She was the sun..

Unparalleled,bright shining

But could burn your hopes to ashes

She was the wind,

Whispering hope but could blow you away with gusts of vengeance…

She was rain,

The mother to a thousand children,

Her fury too hard to bear…

She was my thunderbolt...

Striking my heart with love…!!