As these raindrops fall,
I sit and write.
About this and that,
About him or her.
I sit and write,
About how I feel
And what I see.
The rain keeps falling.
Jumbled thoughts find refuge
On this paper,
Immortalized in this ink.
Still the rain falls.
I try to relieve the pain,
Expunge it from my soul
With these words on this paper
So that the rain will Stop.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem