Weirdo

Thunder clapping and clamoring 

whilst air whooshes and rustle dried leaves

whirling wind twirls the flowers

as black birds chirps on mango trees. 

I laugh at weird nature 

as my pen sits besides me.

I tuned my song bass from rock to solo

then shake head to sorrowful melodies.

Barks of dogs tint the weather

as buzz! buzz! From weird insects  

blares out like a drumset.

Tornado storm approach with speed

black birds flap their wings and flee

as my nostril got filled to the brim

with sands and lightweight grime.

a cough and sneeze with pale stares

at the whirlwind crawling my way.

Maybe the storm could get clue

Why am left alone to tend to my wounds.

Popping up faint smiles across the street

smiling at the grim reaper in cloths of wind

tonight i shall walk into the routine tornado

to see if it could drive me out of curiosity .

If it could hide my miseries 

even if it means to die before dawn

As long as my question got an answer 

Oh ye! Whirlwind drive me out of consciousness

Ascend my soul to the heavens

Where I'll find answers to this life riddles.

#Iamteazhy