The Night Rain

Now I feel the rain in Paris
In the cold and chilling winter night

Walking along Rue Nationale
– to the end of Boulevard Vincent Aurial

But, this is not my rain!
And suddenly I feel the pain

I see the sky
Say my word to the rain that passing by
– in a city of poetry that never die

But still, this is a rain of mystery
Or may be
– I don’t know you yet lately?

(Rue Nationale, Paris – 12/12/2016)

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