Jun 18
Warm drops fall on the old café,
Where laughter lived that slipped away.
The summer rain, it hums our tune,
Soft echoes of a distant June.
Your shadow dances in the glass,
A fleeting glimpse of seasons past.
And though the world feels fresh and new,
The rain still brings me back to you.
Where laughter lived that slipped away.
The summer rain, it hums our tune,
Soft echoes of a distant June.
Your shadow dances in the glass,
A fleeting glimpse of seasons past.
And though the world feels fresh and new,
The rain still brings me back to you.
"Echoes in the Rain" is a nostalgic reflection of my love, evoked by the gentle rhythm of summer rain. Set against the backdrop of a once shared place , memories in an old café this poem captures fleeting memories that resurface with each raindrop. The imagery of shadows, reflections, and a familiar melody paints a tender picture of longing and remembrance. While the rain renews the world around, it bring me back the memories, it revives the feelings, offering a quiet, emotional return to a love that once was.
