I wonder how you
changed
my definition of rain
from woe to bliss;
and how you
became the sun
that brings
dawns and dusks.
I wonder why
the breeze sang,
and the clouds
mourned after you
drift with the leaves.
Why my feet
restlessly wandered
in niveous streets,
hoping to find
the person
they had once walked
with.
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Letters To Nimbus
Poetry[ a poetry collection about breaking and forgiving. ] He admired her so much that the light she emits blinded his eyes, and all he has vanished to oblivion. A mistake he failed to avoid. She saw him turned into something else; it was mournful. To pr...
