After lightening, during shower and before sunshine

Tired of seclusion, my body budge;
To a pedestal to gormandize my grudge.
Indifferent to the mammoth lightening fang;
My cold sweat drizzled through my face that the earth drank.

No one barred me as I was in a run;
I cared not anybody, not even the sun.
The complexion of the black cat with black eye having black tail changed;
Hey! It's the God's spear that changed the estranged.

Thwarted by His power;
My cold body felt warm as it began to shower!
Again in the secluded scene;
I darted below the roof, where all had been.

Hitting the Earth with sharp thud;
As if the dart darting towards it's prey for blood.
Back to my sense as I dozed;
Ah! How has it been juxtaposed?

Rich and poor under the same blanket praying for Him;
"God please return us your lightening dim."
They know not religion, they know not creed;
They are now the underdogs of the same breed!

Thy power is enormous, Thy power is unrestrained;
This gives my heart a hell lot of pain!
Why haven't you created u perfect with your power abate ;
Who would make our life one's more elate!

A paper boat was seen, thinking itself a king;
Nostalgia with itself bring!
Do I have any song to sing
Except the knell :- "Ding Dong Ding!"

Why did you suck our innocence;
Without doing any kind of discrepance!
Now we are all hard core;
Having heart of evil and face of boar!

'Silence!', He said and silence he mean;
'Don't thy dare to void thy spleen'
'You fool, You mortal, stop thy fight'
'Realize the beauty of the shimmering sunlight!'

Seeing the sunshine, the sound of bird's chirping came;
Hasn't He the right on us to blame?
The birds praised the All Mighty's flame.

Men ran carrying their dupe;
Haven't I any reason to stand there bare...
And stoop?

SORROW

Once a lay-man said,
Adversities are crunchier than bread;
It's tough to swallow though,
But, it is a necessary foe;
A foe that's ruthless, a red chilly ant,
A monster, who wears no pant;
A leach that makes a furrow,
A hormone that secretes sorrow;
You might have heard philosophers say...
Adversities are spicier than the Bengal Bay;
I being among those who are tired of it,
They say, 'Boy! You have just tasted a bit';
Oh! God, You know, the Truth knows,
Then why are... r u... among those?