Creatures of the day are sleeping..
Creatures of the night are peeping..
Its a dark and silent night.
The dry leaves are rustling..
The cool wind is whistling..
Its a cool and quiet night.
All of a sudden, there is a spark..
Sky is filled with clouds - huge and dark..
Its begun to drizzle.
Show of lightening and thunder..
Tearing the calmness asunder..
Things changed like a ruffled puzzle.
Now the strong scary wind growls..
As scared street dog howls..
Here comes the scornful storm!
To its mighty force, the trees dance..
Blurred is everything, within a glance..
Nature has taken its fearful form.
Submitted as part of Thursday Poets Rally 47