Thunderstorm.

Thunderstorms, please be some kindness Not to get us frightened in dead night Where we sleeps in the middle night In our own bed rooms with so much dreams The dreams of the world and beautiful creations Where you have no a place to be dreamed Only fears comes when we remember you Only misfortunes in loss of valued human lives Thunderstorm you change yourself a little mild The heavy wind and lightening sometimes disturbs We are so tender minded ones with fear syndrome unless you show some mercy we are disturbed Here we are awaiting the rains for water Here we are praying for the good rains to bless us No where we prays for the thunderstorms only havoc you can make in dead night sleep.