Raindrops Poem by Martins Akhoeneto

Sprinkling like droplets of olives,
Drenching my pain in great desire
Croaking thunder with easter choir
Resounding fortuity in place of mysteries


What do you bring you icy raindrop
Rocking planes in bounty fire
Gassy smoke and fumes lungs respire
From tendrils and nose of little branches


Savor suits nasty guts of bladderwort
In autumn, teardrop admitting loyal
Acquainting disguise to a mystic lawyer
Owing allegiance to those thirsty grasses


Even if coldness and hatred prevails
To take vengeance in field of soya
My cunny rickety roof mustn’t go bizarre
In the evening of fragile showers of ripples.