The rains have stopped as abruptly as they have started,
I sense a play of my imagination,
Leaving a void :
Of all that has been promised but denied,
Denied at very end :
Is it disappointment that I experience,
Or I know this is how it’ll end : a bouquet of void?
The leaves don’t rustle much as they normally do,
A tiny raindrop pelts down forcefully from leaves that don’t rustle,
Withering hope, from a heavy heart,
Pelting down forcefully,
The rains have stopped as abruptly as they have started.
Acknowledgements :- Thank you Grace for hosting OLN # 299 at dVerse. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.