The Rain

Each droplet of rain,

Makes a sound that echo pain,

And when they fall down on my terrace's grill,

Make a sound that is very shrill,

And when they land on my skin.

Each droplet to shake my aura,

Each droplet to make me feel alive!

Every droplet of the rain,

Is a diamond for them,

Who play in my street,

Under the open sky.

And every droplet of rain,

Is a tear for me.

I who sit beside my window,

Too weak to go outside..

But when i put my face out of the window,

Under the open sky,

And when my face gets washed up by the divine,

And tears flow away with water,

All I am able to reflect is:

Is it all worth living? cherishing?

And then i go restless,

I long to scream,

To break the riddle of this heart.

Oh rain! you aroused my lost, desperately burried mysteries,

O rain! you took away my carefully hidden away treasures!