I don't know if
Rain drops
Or tear drops
Rolling down my face.
Sitting here,
writing about you
Makes me feel numb.
In full thrumming of the rain
I can still hear the voices in my head, Your words,
Going round and round there.
It feels like these heavy dark clouds
Have became my companion,
Since the day you left.
YOU ARE READING
Sinking Alphabets
PoetryAnd I picked up my quill and let my thoughts and feelings dive deep in the ocean of poetry. ~All rights are reserved.
