When the darkness of my heart <br />dissolves in the clouds, <br />When my tears come out ripping <br />the veil of eye lids <br />When my heart beats are represented by the peel of thunder, <br />When the memories of someone takes <br />the shape of clouds, <br />I always wish a soothing balm <br />for my pain, <br />It is sent by Heaven <br />in the form of rain.<br /><br />Mohammad Akmal Nazir<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/balm-5/
