Thunder..... an old friend ;)

hehe

Today, just when i gave up on winter, it happened!
just when i gave up on hearing thunder this bloody year, it came!
Oh how it roared claiming the world as it's own, how the black clouds gathered and rain started pouring heavily piercing souls.
I'm pretty sure my friends were certain i was insane, for i stopped on my way to school in the middle of the street laughingly dancing! my earphones transported Chopin's ''Revolutionary"into my troubled. i was consumed with joy and my heart beat so loud it could have been mistaken for thunder itself.
After being pulled away from the rain by one of my friends and being looked at like a maniac, i laughed like a child, having greeted an old, true friend.

waiting for the next winter :)

Reviews

[Patrick Henry]

.....as if heaven reclaimed the Earth once bestowed upon it by nature, by default; by the beauty that easily presents a most awesome show of its rawest form and it TAKES beauty to represent it so!! That beginning had me grinning and to "see" you with an open door to accept that impending roar to swallow you whole. You are so beautiful and magically naive to just how gorgeous you paint any poem or story you write with a childlike innocence that is far rarer than one would want to believe, selfishly. I, greedily, wish that such a roar came in the form of a most powerful hug to wrap you in as you are pleasantly overwhelmed by the sound of thunder filling your ears, tickling that skin of yours, pressing rain and lips agin your pair, Aurora!! xoxxo A friend of mine, a special friend that I secretly visit in many a beautiful dreams often, once sent me a hug in such a way through a most beautiful sight such as this. Oh, to call upon some conveniently crafted words to tell her so, and of how gorgeous her art and flesh spin around inside my mind with a casual ease, her friendship... the thunder... her timeless beauty from the very start... has kept me in an ageless sense of enjoying the thunder and the rain as you have on this day you mention. : ))) When it rains, where I live in the United States, I imagine that all the hugs saved for a soul like mine under this thunderous Heaven are finally coming to meet my lips, my tendency to want to play in it at a moment's notice, and send kisses back to where it has come from, a thousand times!!! What a beautiful story to share with me and all of us on here who Love You so much, Aurora!! Your last full sentence of your story was read and reread about 40 times before writing my "silly" comment that does not compare with how empowering, free, and important you are to me in this life of mine. I understand ME so much more because of YOU being here. : ) It is no mystery why I connect with you and/or are constantly aware of how awesome it would be to hug such a poetess in the rain..... under the SAME rain!! I Love You.... you are forever beautiful and Thank You for sharing a piece of you that is treasured more than my words are able to describe. xoxoxo -Your Mark

[Salar Majak]

you left me speechless here.
being Naive in your works speaks of honesty dear Mark ;)
thank you for that review which was a hundred times more beautiful than the story itself!
thank you Mark
thank you. :)

[Patrick Henry]

You are as kind as you are beautiful, Aurora!! lol Thank YOU!! xoxox -Your Mark

[nostal]

I love getting hit by thunder. Best feeling.

[Salar Majak]

You dont get hit by thunder it is lightning hehe thanks

[de_maruf]

nice

[Salar Majak]

ThNk you

[Hatchling]

Nicely done. I am not a huge fan of thunder

[Salar Majak]

hehe try thinking of it as a person, or as something you like and you will feel my enthusiasm, thanks for reading!!

[Hatchling]

Can you review my poems please

[Salar Majak]

sure!

[Cara]

awww i like winter , the sound of thunder, rain drops too
amazing sis, really great

[Salar Majak]

Thanks sis!!waiting for your next work!

[Rhianne Ney]

It sure is weird that you love the sound of the thunder I was sort of afraid of it but nonetheless great piece. Just add some details and voila it will be a rainbow in paper

[Salar Majak]

Ilove thunder hehe. Thanks!! I'm glad you like it and i will try to work on the details thanks:-)

[Rhianne Ney]

You're welcome (:

[Talkless]

I like the way you elaborated this work art

[Salar Majak]

thank you!

[Zahra]

I can understand that feeling. I love clouds and rain. I wasn't quite fond of thunder in my childhood, used to be afraid of it. But this atmosphere with storm and thunders and clouds gives a great feeling. Thanks for sharing this piece. Very nice. :-)

[Salar Majak]

:) thank you!

[Coyote Poetry]

I had to tell my two Grand boys who were scare. The thunder was Thor fighting with someone. They calmed down. Thunder mean the Spring rains are here. It rained in my area in Michigan for 10 days now. I;m hoping for some warm days. I enjoyed the poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Salar Majak]

i love that idea of yours, Thunder is Thor! beautiful thought
i hope the warm days will find it's way to your area soon!!
oh and by the way i titled this as a story, because it doesn't really work like a poem :)

[Pete Langley]

To discard other troubles to just delight in being a part of basic meteorological nature is one of life`s luxuries. Somehow, it`s cleansing and enlightening, isn`t it? I liked this a lot, Sal. P.

[Salar Majak]

thank you Mr.Pete
i'm glad you did!

[Baby Ricochet]

Thunder is a beautiful thing and so is this story.

[Salar Majak]

thank you!!!