Rain In My Soul Poem by Jamal Razith Anwar Raja

Rain in My Soul

The dark sky,
The smell of fresh mud,
Rain droplets kiss the ground.

Towards the mosque,
My two-wheeler rides on wet roads,
I park beside the wall.

Children in the mosque,
Waiting for the time
To pray.

We followed the Imam.
He chanted mantras;
We prayed together.

I reached home in heavy rain.
Mother served tea with bread,
A little gossip among us.

The streetlight bloomed
Because of the rain,
And I shared the moment through poetry.