Balm
When the darkness of my heart
dissolves in the clouds,
When my tears come out ripping
the veil of eye lids
When my heart beats are represented by the peel of thunder,
When the memories of someone takes
the shape of clouds,
I always wish a soothing balm
for my pain,
It is sent by Heaven
in the form of rain.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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