Whispers in the Rain


In this gentle rain’s soft pour,

Within me, a flood, longing to explore.

A few thoughts of future envisioned,

And memories, past, finely seasoned.

This blend, a perfect storm, alas.

Are you there to hear my heart’s impasse?

Struggling, I seek words to express,

Is this the final chapter, or just a guess?

Does this rain mark the end of our tale,

Or will it cleanse, renew, and set sail?

© Akhand Singh, 2024 © An Empty Glass, 2024

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