Under The Moonlit Drizzle

By Abinaya GR

As the moonlit drizzle

Speak stories of us,

Scented white jasmine

Embrace us,

In the stillness of

Night’s cradle,

My sorrow laden soul,

Sings a silent lament

Only you and I can hear.

The sauntering clouds

Allude your absence,

Oh! How could I tell?

The colossal celestial

Isolated us,

Your unreachable hands,

Resonates the reality,

A silhouette of voidness

Swapped your place,

While tears tag along,

Lost in the tapestry of my life,

I stood lone.

Just like in the past

Will we be able to

Stand together,

Under this moonlit drizzle ?

By Abinaya GR