In a world of love
lightning and rainbow
are lovers now.
They arc and strike
upon the horizon of credence
to rise above their cloudy vow

My tears of joy
hear the raindrops crying,
as the rain never wants to pour
down on my cloudy days
when I make
our love-dreams
for the sun to dream
only for you....

(From the poem "Only For You" By Munia Khan)

My name is Bolt, Lightning Bolt.

He said, 'Is there a Cherie here?' ... and I'm waiting for the lightning bolt to come.

Everyone at the club feels for Kevin as once is bad enough but for lightning to strike twice is unbelievably bad luck.

When you become a raindrop in your mind
Thunder is the closest friend you may find
Wind lashed trees, dark clouds, lightning or the dust
Everything you will bear once you adjust