Rain Alchemist

The fall

Alas! This moment feels like a whirlwind,

Breaking my existence into tiny droplets,

I am the drizzle, born from the aftermath,

Of a raging storm, swirling and twirling,

Lashing and bashing, on the surface of,

The ever so rough and windy life!

Not allowed to rest or settle, my story,

Too insignificant to make one rattle,

A weary soldier of an aimless battle,

Shattered but still testifying my mettle!

While a significant part of me still fights,

There is a bit that wishes to fall,

Not on the walls of another challenge,

But on a hopeful heart, facing the sky,

Craving to embrace my cold touch,

On a breezy, drizzling, desiring night!

Published by Rain Alchemist

I am Vinayak and I go by the poetry name Rain Alchemist. Writing has been my passion from a long time and this blog is to contain the reservoir of my work. I am not a genre specific writer, I believe thoughts have endless forms and can be shaped into any genre. I am grateful that I can express my thoughts through my poems and writings. I love reading great work and would be delighted to meet like minded poets and writers. That's all for now, and yes, if you do visit my blog, do say hello, I would be delighted if you say hi. Thanks

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  2. Loved this V! The imagery set at the very opening sets a melancholy tone in its personification. The reader shares in the desire to find wanted rest and you close with the whisper of a wish to fall on someone seeking you. It is tragic, sad, hopeful, and strong all stitched together in well-chosen words. Bravo, my friend!

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