On this raining day
That started since may
I saw you wash away
The earth and dirty tray
Busy rain flows down the road
Umbrellas on our heads becoming loads
And all around i head you pass
Like ladies skirt across the grass
Empty streets like the fall of troy
Living lazy fools on their bed to toy
O its raining all day long
O rain that sings obnoxious song
I felt your cold and i heard you call
Though not welcome by all
But cherish in the Saharan desert
Where it rains the farmers heart
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like it. It gives a different light and perspective. It is a good different.