Poetry

The Rain and Her Sorcery (A Poem)

Sitting alone I stared out of my window. Her presence was felt Even in her absence. I traced my finger as she did, Chasing the raindrops Slinding down my window- Racing down, mingling and sometimes Diverging onto separate paths. Life! I smirked. I saw her smile. Pain melted into my chest, spread And rested there.… Continue reading The Rain and Her Sorcery (A Poem)