Happenings just like that Rain
yet the dampness still refusing to leave;
Oh it's too much to take
the language of reality.
Words misplaced on the way
just like lightning too fast to catch;
It poured and poured generously
never knowing, it poisoned me.
Thou only saw the picture
yet the stories lied beneath;
Thou's eyes seldom met monsoon
but in mine, raining everyday.
Plenty made thou's garden
only a handful making mine;
Memories knocking thou once a while
but knocking my every breath.
Those words resounding all this while
like the breeze whispering to leaves;
Tying me down in the arms of weeds
with those unsolved hidden objectives.
Laying drowned in the pool of tears
but not a leaf on sight to hold;
Days passing, heart closing
yet that hope still remaining.
Arms clutching, tongue fastening
grieving silently to the air;
empty eyes, breaking down
dissolving slowly in last rain.
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