Evening rain Drips down from my window sills, The gray sky resembles my heart, Nature has joined my journey of despair. The soothing breeze caresses my hair, And it feels like you. Somewhere you might have looked at the sky And thought of me. And if any breeze caresses you, Does it feel like me?
I know, things change and that is the only constant thing in life but when something changes, it also changes us. And outcome feelings are not always happy and welcomed. Man! change is hard.
Grief falls like a silent rain. The sun hides behind the gray clouds. Is it tired of fighting at times? I wonder! No one wins the fight all the time. Some fights are to surrender? But I know now- Some defeats are forever. Forever like death. It comes and creates hollow. And all who are left behind, experiences a void around our lives forever.
There is no perfect thing in this world. There are just things around us. And through our perception and imagination we define or measure them as per our convinience.