Hallelujah Poem by Takbeer Salati

In the Showers of Tears of Rain,
I felt each drop piercinglike my own
Guilt capturing its moments.
In the Showers of Tears of Rain,
I felt each rose water drop onto my skin
Purifying my soul yet another time faking it.
In the Showers of Tears of Rain,
I felt the shallowness of grief deep within
And I couldn't reach to its aisle.
In the Showers of Tears of Rain,
I felt each cloud burst happening in the vaccum
Each time splitting up the new hopes.
In the showers of tears of rain
I climbed the mightiest of the trees
Not giving me a chance to commit sin
Once more.
And each time in the showers of tears of rain
The old couple reminiscing the folksong
Felt like dying into someone's arm.
Each time, each time.