It rains outside
Simply because there some scattered clouds
That pass quickly over our heads...
We only see those pretty drops of rains
fall over everyone and
Even our everything...
All streets and roads become wet and
Some people start carrying
Their colored umbrellas over their heads...
It rains anywhere and everywhere
Where we stand somewhere watching
Those pretty drops of rains turning themselves into
Floods that sweep everything that
Comes ahead of them anytime...
Those pretty rains keep falling abundantly
Anytime, anywhere, and everywhere...
There are still a lot of passing clouds
That are bringing more and more rains to us...
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very soothing and extraordinarily brilliant..Thank you Mohammad Skati..