A restless thunder

The thunder was groaning.

He had bad dreams,

The  gracious sun whispered gently to the summer breeze.

But his groan became appalling.

He’s summoning the wind and the rain,

The clouds yawned.

His beloved’s sighs, kept him restless.

the sun lowered her head graciously,

The earth ‘s pretty face went red , She said.

She soaked a lot of blood last night.

My locks were smoothering  when touching their  flaming  souls,

Added the summer breeze,

Trees were falling apart under their heavy angry foosteps too.

The earth looked up at the sky

and saw a tear in her eyes

the rain was weeping.

And unveiling the beatiful face of earth

Flowers shook their heads and ashen ghosts run away.

From above the thunder  was waiting impatiently

to see his  earth  ‘s beautiful locks glowing under the sun  again.

Written by arabian roses