The Smell of Rain That Impregnates Freedom

Neither this torrential rain have the will to stop Nor the monsoon sky have the will to lit up this darkness! God only knows what happened to the firmament, That breaking and exploding on us like this! Maybe the sky is bleeding and wailing in agony, As the earth is clutched by the claws of oppression Is this the end? ...... Perhaps there may be another tempest is broiling. Yes, I could see this droplet of rain encapsulated Psalms of freedom Neither does this rain want to stop... Nor the sky lit up and burn this darkness. This will not stop!....? How on earth this mayhem will stop! When the innocent people got killed and buried on mountains, And the grass blanketed the pain and cries choked inside the soil The earth got bloodied of murder and arson! From that wetness of blood blooms new voices, voices of wisdom and humanity will resonate freedom new slogans of humanness will echo on the mountains. Yes the mother earth is nurturing us With her milky dews, The trees are waiting and witnessing the secret moves Of a whirlwind that brawling faraway!!!! The time will stop when the doomsday arrives, yes I know this rain will bring back a Hurricane... The thunderous clouds looming over with war cry! Yes this thwarting rain is bringing back the storm And will wash away the pain and bloodshed, uncover, and unveiling the nameless tombs and free the souls. Yes, these Dark clouds will clear up for a new dawn Yes, this New sky of freedom will prevail peace the new sky will bring warmth of hope and life......!!!