Listen to the Soft Rain,
It wipes away all the pain.
Brings Peace and relief,
Reminds you of your past again.
As the rain comes down,
It makes a tickling sound.
Pampers your body gently
Before it touches the ground.
Feel the touch of the flow,
And let all your tears go;
No more griefs and sorrows-
Lift your spirits that lay low.
Hymns, the leaves are whispering.
Let the shower sing
The rhyme of deep Sea.
Untold joys, let it bring.
Even when the rain ends,
Melodies of Love still blends.
Into the trees and hills
Sweet music, still transcends.
Listen to the Rain.
Hear my name in the rain
In the sound falling down.
Everything will come back again
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Varna. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks