MAD RAIN

I awoke to the sound of gushing
Wind blowing everywhere

 Everyone was hushing.

Not a single noise was heard,
Except the vicious rain,
Hitting my window pane.

My wishes had been betrayed,

“Rain, why not come another day?”

Such an unpleasant sight,
Giving me such a fright.

Did it have to be so windy?
The trees are swaying harshly,
The rain is coming down,
Yet I don’t hear a voice around!

The noise of the wind is bold.
I lay quiet and still,
Until it goes away.
And becomes a sunny day    by Railynnetta