Poems by Haddad Adel about rain; Today the clouds came, but no rain…

According to Mehr News Agency, a month and a half into the autumn season, with warm weather persisting in Tehran and no divine rain, Gholamali Haddad Adel, head of the Academy of Persian Language and Literature, has provided a poem he composed several years ago titled “Years Far from Rain” to the media for publication.

It should be noted that this poem was published in Gholamali Haddad Adel’s first collection of poetry, titled “Still”, in 2016 by Sure Mehr Publications.

Below, we read Haddad Adel’s poem:

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Today too, the clouds came, but no rain fell,

Rain did not come to quench the thirst of friends.

Clouds came, thunder came, lightning came, and wind,

But alas! Not a single drop of rain came!

They said the rain would come, hard and heavy,

But nothing came except scorching fire.

The spring breeze departed from the memory of the rose bushes,

Alas, no season but summer arrived.

Tir came, and Mordad and Shahrivar arrived, but

Ordibehesht, Azar, and Aban never came.

Nothing but words of astonishment emerged from the well’s heart,

Nothing but sighs of regret upon thirsty lips.

We sat awaiting the arrival of rain,

We waited, but that guest never came.

For forty days, we swept the street’s dust,

The sound of Khidr’s footsteps from the corridor never came.

The spout’s throat and palate burned with thirst,

No water reached the house’s roof or the veranda.

Rain was the cure for the pain of the thirsty,

Alas, the pain came, but the cure did not!