Thunderstorm Predicted



I like thunderstorms
I am like thunder itself these days
Or like a thundercloud
Shot through with electric impulses
Split by rod lightning
Dark yet luminous
Into tears of rain
For no other reason
Than the impulse
Of the season
I do not stop to ask
The why’s and wherefore’s
Of my actions
Or my being
I am what I am
I do what I do
Like a thunderstorm
I gather , I burst
I dissolve
And then
I am
No more .

O yes !
You can see me
You cannot be me

I am either I
Or I am a Thunderstorm

I prefer

( Amita Sarjit Ahluwalia )

4 thoughts on “Thunderstorm Predicted

  1. Sankari Prasad Sarkar

    Thunderstorm inside out , with electric impulses, goes over and over .again.
    No escape even then . until it dissolves in rain.
    Good going, Amrita.


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