It came upon us like a flash

The clouds roared

The trees went limp

The sun ran for cover

It came; quick & fast

No prior warning

No message had been delivered

The clouds opened its mouth

Ready to unleash venom

We couldn't run; we just stared

Our gleaming eyes opened

Our mouths agape; absent sound

The clouds had disappeared

What we saw was a mighty gun

Pointing at us

As we ran for cover

To hide; under a shade

We tried to put things in place

To save a tiny memento

A piece of our soul

But it gave us no time

Then it came; quick & fast

Wild torrents

At the speed of light

Lightning flashes

At first it sounded

Like gentle taps on our doors

But the tempo increased

Above our heads

It sounded like missiles

Being shot at our roofs

We prayed, we hoped

We cried painful tears

But the inevitable had come upon us

Wild torrents; flowing like hot lava

Washing away our dreams

Our hope for tomorrow

A part of our soul

Then it stopped

As quickly as it had started

As we poured out in numbers

Lost betwixt nostalgia & hope

While picking up the pieces

As we hoped for better days

But the sound of the thunder

Like machine guns

Still echoes in our head

Good work bro.

Thanks Man!!

Adeayo7:
It came upon us like a flash

The clouds roared

The trees went limp

The sun ran for cover

It came; quick & fast

No prior warning

No message had been delivered

The clouds opened its mouth

Ready to unleash venom

We couldn't run; we just stared

Our gleaming eyes opened

Our mouths agape; absent sound

The clouds had disappeared

What we saw was a mighty gun

Pointing at us

As we ran for cover

To hide; under a shade

We tried to put things in place

To save a tiny memento

A piece of our soul

But it gave us no time

Then it came; quick & fast

Wild torrents

At the speed of light

Lightning flashes

At first it sounded

Like gentle taps on our doors

But the tempo increased

Above our heads

It sounded like missiles

Being shot at our roofs

We prayed, we hoped

We cried painful tears

But the inevitable had come upon us

Wild torrents; flowing like hot lava

Washing away our dreams

Our hope for tomorrow

A part of our soul

Then it stopped

As quickly as it had started

As we poured out in numbers

Lost betwixt nostalgia & hope

While picking up the pieces

As we hoped for better days

But the sound of the thunder

Like machine guns

Still echoes in our head

lovely piece.Can you please shed a light on the metaphor employed in this poetry?

I was talking abt the Rain, a heavy rain. Its a poem i wrote sometime last year after it rained heavily in school and it got me thinking.. What if it rained so hard that the torrents washed away everything - dreams, hopes, aspirations.. after all, it's all we have left after losing properties..