As ashen clouds enshroud the azure
And rain pours
Plunging drops spear my soul
Wistful blue golden
Glimpses of yore flash
Blind the sun.
.
Perennial promises
Unspoken vows, a tale untold
Unkempt memoir laid to rest
beneath mossy pebbles.
Moistened with your laugh’s mist
Rill serpentine still
Streaming
Love amaranthine
Echoes deep in the wilderness
Still has imprints of your footsteps
On my core
Carved initials on beech trunks
Still unblemished
though encrusted with lichens.
.
Everything still the same
Except me
Torn ‘n lost
Without you withered
Days ‘n dusks febrile
Restless, athirst
Gaze at the clouds,
My brooding eyes
Longing for the deluge
I wish I could tell you
How like the rain you are,
And–
Me a Pied Cuckoo
Can be satiated
Only by You.
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