Let It Rain! Poem by Bonaventure Onuabuchi

Let it rain,
for the ocean is thirsty.
The ocean once filled by water;
is now dried and dusty.
My heart is at sea.
The cloud is without moisture;
I see no tears from the sky;
I want Heaven to cry;
and flood away my own tears.

Let it rain I say!
Since the sun has refused to rise.
For the smile of the stars;
It's an irritating response.
It's insufficient to brighten the gloomed weather.
Let there be conflict!
Since peace makes ridicule of me.
Let there be mooning;
My star is far to reach,
I see pride tag on its tail.

Let the morning dews quit,
and let there be a violet tears from the sky;
for the dusts in my eyes are much,
that only the agony of heaven can moist it.
Quit your melodious tunes of sorrow;
oh! tiny little stars
and conceal yourselves.
I see a storm coming,
and the sun going to be dimmed.
As for me!
A dried sea fears no rain.
A shattered mirror panics no longer
at the hearing of a stone throw.
The game is like this!
Backward never,
forward not yet;
till there came a violet rain!