Stormy thoughts

Keep calm

storm is around

flayed hairs

disrupted clothes

as surfs rip

so would you

eyes blind

sand in sharply

by and by

how far can you see

hardly any


you were shortsighted

in glass and in foresight

now it should come

hardly as a surprise

as you stand


and shaking

in the blizzard

that howls

only a donkey

baying on streets

joins you

in heapful of noise

as you both


to death

you and your God

the donkey knows

what is coming

and when !

Your Lord is rather undone!


What do you think?

Written by Glower4

Glower is a writer cum poet who is a commoner endowed with uncanny gift of extreme and deep abstract thought resulting in astonishing written word.