Pervading the stillness
With abject loneliness.
The past is in the mist,
Gray distances...
Childhood remembrances.
Drizzle dampens everything
Making noon solemn,
Turning nearby windows
To flickering icons.
But storms with jagged arms
Don't frighten me
Only morose
Grayness of haze,
Unending tedium
Of days.
I realize
Everything is gone
except traces of you
Inside me
And gradually,
The years and storms
Will also sweep this away
Leaving nothing left
That's not bereft
Of you and rainy days.
