It was the kind of night
in the middle of which
no one wants to wake up.
Clouds had invaded
the sky. The stars had
given up a long time back.
Brave Moon did try to hold
the ground for a while, but powerless
she was against their cruel tricks.
She cried for help one last time
as she was forced into oblivion.
A hysteria struck those demons
as they went haywire.
And when they locked horns,
a thunderstorm was inevitable.
Wind ran and shook up everybody
in his path- a desperate
attempt to wake everybody
up before the final Armageddon.
Lightning was dazzling
and thunder roared louder
than mountains, mocking
the poor holding their thatched roofs.
A heavy rain quickly followed
dashing their hopes and prayers.