Lightening

Another poem I wrote in class :

Electric blue strikes
Silently scorching small objects in its sight
Hatching any designs it likes
With big bolts of luminous light .

Amazing illuminations
Can make you come loose
Or inspire new creations
For the mighty Zeus .

The electricity crackles ,
The black sky grows bright ,
Then it fades into speckles ,
And disappears into the night .

With lightening comes thunder ,
With thunder comes sound .
It can make you blunder ,
As your heart becomes fear-bound .

Lightening can be beautiful .
There is beauty in dangerous ,
But overall it's plentiful
In its strength and courageousness .




Any ways to make it better ? I really like this one . Comment with opinions and stufffffffs