Tumult

tumultBy Sathyaghan

A cry from within, wailing and rising in pitch. An infernal racket without, rumbling with every beat. Soundless tears flowing relentlessly. Heavy drops, falling with a patter everywhere. Eyes flashing, sometimes with grief, and then with anger. Lightning flashes, momentary but sharp. Face contorted, contrite with pain. The sky marred, by huge dark clouds. Guilt warring with dejection, churning the heart. Winds, incessant and directionless. Onlookers, squirming, uncomfortable and wary. Denizens, running for shelter and cover. Tears, washing away all emotion. As water clears the flooded path. Psyche, clear and barren. Earth, cleansed and leveled. The rain of the heart!

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