Storm

Drops of rivulets,

of streams of falls,

of buckets and tumults

drowning us all.

The crashes and cracks

and thunderous roars;

cacophonous cries

shaking the floors.

Flashes of fire,

of flame of fear,

of electric rage

in burning spears.

The sky must be falling

or I am insane;

nothing else makes sense,

this is no mere rain.