Rains Of Poetry Poem by Akhtar Jawad

Loneliness of night,
When extinguishes the lighting eyes,
Silence when rules the earth,
I listen to the music of anklets,
Someone silently comes in,
And I listen to a song of love,
The poet is still thirsty,
The thirsty eyes suck something,
Te thirsty lips suck something,
Tries to deceive restlessness of his soul,
The wall clock strikes,
You insane, now you should sleep,
You may lose your life,
Who can teach an insane!
He refreshes his wounds with his own cruel nails,
Blood leaks and oozes,
The veins carry it to the heart,
The bird of the heart says,
Let it do its work,
Let it change into clouds,
Let it go to skies,
It will rain as a poem!