Rain's grandfather
Seeing the sun go down-
The distant balloon tends to move downwards while walking
Descendants of sky, the nearest neighbor of the Sun
Silent wind blowing through the balloon-
The cows in the field are humbing
The face rises from the relief grass
The farmer returned after hearing the call to prayer-at home
Middle-aged Shravan's swarms at the
call of the season-
The chorus of rain in secret teeming
Some unsold darkness open the fillednight
Market place of the rains
Before going back-
Seeing the sun go down
Some benevolent empty Getting wet
Whose gave birth recently on the border wall
They are the grandfathers of the real rain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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