Claustrophobia
surrounds me
blocking escape
from limiting
environs.
Crowds stare
With uncomprehending eyes
I feel relieved
that they cannot read
the recesses of my mind.
Lightning flashes
amidst clusters of stars
and zillions of raindrops.
It perishes with a blast
feared and misunderstood.
I wait for thought energy
to be channelized in small chunks
and illuminate minds.
Of what use is intense light
which does not reach the ground?
Inspired by Bahia at
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Nice poem! Lightning is one of my favorite phenomena:)
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Thank you!
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