In The Music Of Rain Poem by Reza Raza

The salty night stays awake in the abstract signal-
The Swallow desires rain drops in its beak
The soul of poetry climbs the stairs of meditation.

Seeing the sleeping car, I guess, today is the night of love
The blue button of the yellow shirt is playing the soft melody
The flower that blooms in the heart is blessed with pain
Midnight's body gets wet in the incomparable rain
Warmth is extinguished by the passionate desire in the churning rain
Scent of union spreads to the drunken eyes of the sleepless city.