I sat down under the moonless sky
silence of dark echoing inside
unable to bear the heaviness of heart
tears escaped looking for a fresh start
tiny drops kissed tears – as rain came through
secretly whispering – now, you are me and I am you.
One with the rain
I love the poignancy with which you merge tears with the drops of rain, Neeraj 🙂 Beautifully rendered.💞
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Thank you Sanaa 🙂
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Sweet romanticism.
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Thank you Rosemary 🙂
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Escaping tears looking for a fresh start….wish I’d written this😊
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Thanks so much, Vivian 🙂
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My pleasure 😊
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The weather seem to mourn with you… I think that’s how it should be.
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Indeed Bjorn 🙂
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Oh the weather can play such an important role in our moods – let’s hope the sun shines soon!
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Yes Margaret – waiting for some sun 🙂
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I really like the rhythm of the poem, and the final merging of speaker and subject…
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Thanks Magaly 🙂
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I too like the rhythm of the poem. Puts me in mind of the “tears in the rain” speech at the end of the original Blade Runner. But a romantically sad write.
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Thanks Toni 🙂
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“as rain came through
secretly whispering”
Whew, that is gorgeous!
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Thanks M 🙂
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