Lightning Strikes

Dark skies overhead, a canvas of despair,
Electric lightnings strike, a charged and frenzied air.
Mysterious lights flicker, in the distance they appear,
A harbinger of danger, the storm is drawing near.

Under the dark skies, where fear takes its flight,
Lightnings carve the night, with their electric might.
A dance of eerie shadows, as the tempest roars,
Danger's on the horizon, and it's coming for us all.

Thunder rolls like drums, a symphony of dread,
The heavens split apart, a tapestry of red.
The world holds its breath, in the silence between,
As we brace for the unknown, in this chilling scene.

The wind howls a warning, a prelude to the fray,
Nature's fury unleashed, on this fateful day.
With every flash, our pulse quickens, a surge of fright,
In the heart of the storm, we confront the night.

Dark skies, electric lightnings, a spectacle so fierce,
Mysterious lights beckon, as our defenses pierce.
The calm before the chaos, a stillness filled with fear,
As danger comes knocking, the message is clear.

So let us find our courage, in the face of the gale,
Against the dark skies, may our spirits prevail.
For after the storm, comes a new dawn's light,
(But until then, we stand united, through the night.)
