BY MOKSHA POETRY

Your smile is light
When the rain comes
Streams break on silent windows
They mirror empty tears inside me

How things are supposed to be
When the rain comes
Memories are drowning
Salient shadows pass in puddles

Your whisper lingers
When silence fills the sky
And my face
Bleak and absent  
When the rain comes

How do I release this pain?
Hidden by dark cloud
Looming,
Following my lonely step