Poem : Thunderstorm

sorry, but i can only be a thunderstorm

i’ll blind you and make the air around you tremble

don’t worry, i won’t strike

i want you to stand in the middle of me without fear

i want you to feel me

appreciate every raindrop that lands on your skin

till you’re drenched

if you get uncomfortable

remember

the tears that fall from my cumulonimbus clouds help life grow

though too much can wipe it all away

the sun will eventually peek through my powerful cover

and i’ll be gone to only pop up again one day