I can see the black clouds
Forming over me,
The day getting darker,
Darker than the sea.

The birds flutter,
Flutter in a flock
Scared of something coming up,
Coming up soon to stalk.

The frown of heaven,
Roaring like a pard
The glow of lightening
Flickering in the dark.

The end is coming near,
Our hearts dwelled up with fear
We hope to wake up next day
Not seeing our loved ones asleep.

I hope to wake up next day,
Without my thoughts getting sweeped,
Forgetting everything,
Everything in my sleep.