A poem about a girl who has moved on from her long-gone love and yet, reminisces the pain of his memories every time it rains.

From the fogged glass window
rain pours ceaselessly
She glance, stare and ponder
At an ominously moving tree,

Million things on her mind
Countless thoughts, bright and dim
Still in this spell, looking behind
She can only think of him

Enduring the misery of his absence
Unuttered words, neglected thoughts
In peace She lives, with her conscience
As obscure it was, to untangle knots

Moved on, endowed, and grown
She is now, a thousand times strong
Yet again, she read and mourn
A lost memoir, that was once torn

Broken but still she’s full of hope
Atoned past, with dreams r...

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