The roaring rain
The bursting wind
Hit in every
direction
Light objects will
fly
Hit on the ground
and break
Leaving the pieces
Saying its goodbye
On the roof tops
The roof tiles
rattling
The wind whoring in
glee
The rain beating in
Slowly the dewdrops
Then it pours down
to the floor
The pail and towels
go
Defend the dry spot
But the water has
no borders
It seeps through
easily
Leaving the owner
standing by
Watching the water
dripping wet
Even the balcony
isn’t spared
It pours water from
the roof
Hitting on the
floor with its might
The roof tiles
shifting allegiance
The leakages of
spies from the sky
It makes the owner
counting his dollar sign
Time to call the repairman
He is busy with his business
He will be tied down for 2 weeks
Many houses feel the small waterfall
Seeping through the roof tiles
The roaring rain
The wind hits every where
The splashes of its ways
The dry areas get wet
The wind doesn’t curry favours
It blows straight ahead
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