The rain lashes the ground
Making a noise so profound
It goes on falling all the day and night
A wall of diamond drops hangs in sight
The rain drops make music
Soothing to mind not tragic
As they strike walls and window panes
And fall upon the roofs and leafy fence
Someday the rain will stop
From falling as pearly drops
I will not be there to hear the
Sweet melodies it will make
With its cool touch and earthy
Scent to me it will not awake
I will leave all the nice things I have
Rain too can't touch me in my grave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful poem.... captivating expression dear poet.. wonderful. Top score