He

As she had the day she never dreamt of, she came running to her empty home and cried buckets. It was raining and the nature turned green. But her bitter soul didn’t compromise with the happy hours.

As she started thinking about him, she writes…..

 

Heavy heart like the heavy clouds,

Rumbled and watered my eyes.

Drops dripping, birds chirping,

I heard them but my sad heart didn’t compromise.

 

Peeking out of my window,

Shedding tears as heavy as those rains.

In the private moment of agony,

I shed all of myself but he remains.

 

He who enticed me, captivated me,

Was now a bygone raindrop.

I still think about him in the late hours,

Standing on my rooftop.