Thunder

I am in a bad mood today.

I want to yell loud to the world around and tell all at once.
I want them all to listen.

I want cry out my pain.

I see the sky is doing just that.

The thunders are loud.

Just that loud that I want to tell everyone around.

The sky is melting down.

Just so much that I want to cry for now.

The only difference is the thunder speaks a different language.

I wanted to speak in a language everyone understands.

Grrrr…. As there is no common language here,

The thunder chooses a different language.

Thank you Thunder, for speaking on my behalf.
Thank you skies for crying for me.
I feel content now.
With the feel of being pampered I retire for today.