I see the rain on my window …
can almost feel the cold out there …
Drops of tear’s on my cheeks my love …
swept away and dried by the cold wind …
I hear the summer rain on the window …
even the night feels lonely like the owl’s thistle …
Drops of tear’s like little gems on my cheek …
a dense sight that made me go blind …
I know a year is a long time …
one year is devoured in a single bite …
Inside your heart has become cold …
Outside, I have no one to hold …
I see the autumn rain on my window …
even now I think you’re out there
Drops of tear’s on my cheeks my child …
dressed up by the dishearted wind of November …
I see the rain of winter on my window …
changing it’s substance beautifully and dresses it all in white out there …
Drops of tear’s frozen to crystals on my cheeks …
colored by the cold wind of winter …
I pretend nothing in my state of being …
all I know is, it runs in the same circle …
Inside, the heart is now feeling so cold …
Outside, we do not have a single word to hold …
A well-crafted, poignant, introspective poem.
A great instance of pathetic fallacy and subjective yearnings.
Such a poignant poem.
The most sensitive touch of what lost, the bygone year!