The Call For Rain Poem by sayan sil

Let rain happen
Let's drench tonight this city of mysteries,
The leaves all thirsty, the ground greedy of water,
Let's wash them,
flush them with us,
Let's see the flower bloom of the water we'v bled,
All waiting,
N still,
As I return desolate in that empty yellow road,
I pray, cry my luv cry for me,
Cry till wet
Cry till my dust, guilt washes off,
Till tear comes knocking at my door,
Begging to b released.
Cry,
Till we rain this city together
And wet everything
Waiting to bloom.