A rumble outside,
A rumble inside.
One of thunder,
One of a broken heart.
As there were formed
Clouds of vapour,
Here were shaped
Clouds of sadness.
The sky turned dark
Owing to its power.
The face turned gloomy
Owing to its helplessness.
Finally so full,
The clouds started weakening.
Finally so tired,
The heart couldn’t take anymore.
Slowly yet steadily,
Raindrops started falling.
Quickly and continuously,
Tears started rolling.
Miles away
Yet strangely connected.
They cried together,
A mortal and an immortal.
I enjoyed your poem, Mia … thanks for sharing it …
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My pleasure!
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