In rain washed night,
When every thing is out of sight
Because of hazy rainy splash
seething the earth with drenched lash.
Water gushes from lane to lane
As if his filled glass has broken on plain
And trickles on earths soften cheek,
To fill it full for next days sun to lick.
In rain washed night
How beautiful those shaded lights of rain seized hamlets
Hence remained unseen on natures fury,
Now to be companion of all dreamers over lucent wings of fancy.
Dark is the night walls and darkest is the roof,
Sky like scoop containing cloudy troops,
Battling with bitter summer never seduced,
The subdued mortals on natures back patting tributes.
In rain washed night,
An unknown bird takes noisy flight,
Drowsy frogs facing aloud
In praise of rain god.
Everything so rapturous
In denim sweet night.
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I would like to translate this poem
You've somehow managed to make a gloomy rainy night into a beautiful and enjoyable poem!