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Rain and Thunder

Nov 12, 2025
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By Kaveri Talukder


The sky turns white 

And then thunder strikes.


My brother is scared, 

But I'm quite fond 

Of this weather.


The sky turns white 

And then thunder strikes.


And now my sister

Comes into my room as well.

Guess, the weather 

Woke her up too.


The sky is 

Painted a dark purple, 

And the rain

Is so loud through

The open windows.


So we sit on the bed, 

And talk about the weather 

Of all things.


The sky turns white 

And then thunder strikes.


We should 

Go back to bed, 

We have school

In a few hours.

Thank goodness

Our parents don't know.


But after this, 

It turns into 

A lost memory.


Just a hazy dream;

Nothing more, 

Nothing less.


And all I remember 

Is the sound 

Of the rain

And the thunder.


By Kaveri Talukder


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Nazia Disha
Nov 15, 2025
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