Once agian the grey clouds filled the skies, it went dark in the broad daylight..


Once agian the grey clouds filled the skies, it went dark in the broad daylight;
The mist enveloped, a cold breeze blew, and blurred became the sight.
He stepped out of his car, lurking back in the past, hands shivering out of fear and grief;
he came here again, the ambience took over him, his aches were'nt brief.
A rain drop fell, on his hands, on his cheeks, he tried to compose himself may be;
but couldnt resist, it all gushed out, the drop on his cheek, silently cried he.
The thunder sparked, cold winds buzzed past, heavily it rained;







he bacame more sore, memories broke him, his heart profoundly pained.
There lay she, sound asleep, peaceful in her own world, carelessly;
someone cried hard, drenching his heart, again and again endlessly.
He hoped the droplets to wake her up, prayed, but all in vain;
all in view was the cold desert, lifeless, he felt insane.
The pain took over, he couldnt bear, doubled up, and let out the tears;
sat near her grave with drizzling rain, numb, tried to overcome his fears.
The showers reminded him of her, each time it drizzled;
they danced and made merry, rejoiced, and drops on her body gently tickled.
But it was all long gone, he was alone, left out far behind;
she want away, with no good byes, and that was not kind.
Sitting near her grave he feeded on the memories, and soon he fell asleep;
the rain subsided, only slow showers felt, but he lay there deep.
Dead he was, close to her, his heart near her grave, it was not a stop;
the black clouds wandered in the skies again, to witness the love, with one last drop..!!!

2 comments:

  1. Love always change its path its direction and its way.No one will be memorize for years in memory if some more loving,Caring partner will again appear in our life with more love and care to us.so our memory replace the past person with present one and start loving again with full mind satisfaction .so Always accept the present best option which you love and like.never bother about your past experiences.Because time and tide.wait for none.

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  2. Crossing Bridges :

    I am standing in the ashes,
    Of the bridges in between us
    To cross bridges, let's have faith,
    In the ultimate survival of the human race,
    Why demonise migrants this way?
    We're humans, just the same,
    Even terrorists who use their creed
    As a mask for greedy power, indeed,
    If we spread brotherhood far and wide,
    We could cross bridges that divide......
    I keep on running,
    trying to find myself while falling.
    I keep on falling,
    trying to keep myself up by believing.
    I keep on believing,
    trying to find a way to tear those mental walls down.
    I keep on trying,
    trying not to burn my bridges down.
    By Aliza Kashmala Kiran
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