The pitter patter sound,
eugulf the whole surround.
Moves back and forth with air sway,
and washoff the dust of earth away.
Chill aroma along with the breeze,
shivers my spine and make me freeze.
I wonder why clouds cry ?
I guess it feels pity for earth being so dry.
Thundering, lightinening and shocks,
threating people to abandon their vile works.
Brusting out loud as it can,
for unbearable agony that earth has gain.
People are startled, and curse the violation of rain,
being oblivious that they force them.
I wish rain to be still,
but i know it won't until it's will.
- jeona
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