The rain fall ponderously while we search for each others comfort.
Together we spectate the momentous rain.
You talked about how much you love those priceless drops
Because it drains our every sorrow and our tears.
Wonder how you unfold your painstaking gravity soothingly.
While you centered yourself at the view of the rain,
I steal a glance at your vibrant self
And smile at the notion of you being yourself
For you still sparks even with your scars.
Paodon.
YOU ARE READING
The Afterthoughts
Poetry"The Afterthoughts", is a room where I bottle up my cursory thoughts, hidden from the realm I am existing and presenting it to the world where I yearn to fit (bookish world).
