A Stormy Evening

Riding with the wind whistling in the ear,
Flirting with the wind,
Romancing with the stormy weather,
There is danger all around,
The sky a transparent black,
Like the dreaded night mare,
Heart skips a few beats at,
The appearance of the lightening,
Awe struck sit gaping at,
The terrifying beauty- electrifying,
Electric purple and blue veins running through the night mare,
Awe struck sit gaping at them,
Wonder how it would be if the electric serpents bite,
Resume riding,
Stop again,
What is it this time?
All the lights blink,
The chicken of a heart quacks,
So head home,
To the croaking frogs under the lotuses in the pond,
To the silent frogs all over the house,
To the possible snake that might have ventured in the house,
To warmth- called family


Written: 15/05/2009