I was walking in the rain.
With the little drops of water
Pinpricks of salvation
On my upturned face
The wind roared and raged
Like a lover’s hand
Through my hair, caressing.
And inexplicably, or naturally?
I thought of you, remembering
Your lips as they smiled against mine
That last time you’d held me
Loved me, cherished me
Made me feel.
And my lips curved in a smile,
Wet, warm and wanting
Lost in a time left far behind
Oblivious to the rain.
Moments before the pain set in.
With the little drops of water
Pinpricks of salvation
On my upturned face
The wind roared and raged
Like a lover’s hand
Through my hair, caressing.
And inexplicably, or naturally?
I thought of you, remembering
Your lips as they smiled against mine
That last time you’d held me
Loved me, cherished me
Made me feel.
And my lips curved in a smile,
Wet, warm and wanting
Lost in a time left far behind
Oblivious to the rain.
Moments before the pain set in.
Maverick Misfit 
I don't know whether to be happy or vague.
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I'm looking for the 'like' button 😛
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Be happy, it's always ever momentary.. 🙂
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the words do fine… =)
thank you so much!!
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hmmmm Here's wishing that these good moment are with you all the time .. so the moment of pain never comes ever
lovely poem ..
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thank you 🙂 it's good to see you here, as always!
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I don't know if one word suffices but here it is-beautiful.
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Well written dear… even in the air of pain, the memories of smile is a true treasure. Loved it 🙂
Hena.
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How sad it is, that all that beauty always is born of pain… Thanks Aditya, good to see u as always 🙂
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You are absolutely right… thank you!
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Hey this is a beautiful poem…nice one
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This is so awesome. Loved it.
I would love it if you could translate the newer post (bengali poem) 🙂
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