The Rain (Freeverse Poem)

I gaze out to the dull saturated sky,
The loud thuds have been going on for what seems like forever,
Everyday I want to believe that they will stop but they continue.
They fill me with fury so deep that I thrust tables and chairs at the windows
hoping it will cease to exist any longer.


They just become louder and heavier creating a repetitive noise within my head.
I begin to burst out crying hoping they will stop ;they will take a rest,
They just become more deafening and head-splitting.


Today I finally gave up,
I took all the rage I had for the rain and let it go
The tears stains on my face finally dried up.
The thuds become pitter patters and finally stopped
It finally subsided, the rain was gone.


She only then realised that to stop the rain, she had to stop creating it.





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