The odd arrival of December rain,

Opened a few wounds, awakened some pain,

I bear scars inflicted in this bitter cold life,

With agony, I have paid the winter’s price.

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A few Christmases ago, a cold night in the past,

I already knew that winter together was our last,

Yet living that moment, in your warm presence,

I prayed for a miracle, fearing the un-fateful consequence.

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When you were gone, hope became a problem,

Yet deep down, I searched for my star of Bethlehem,

One that could guide me to happiness and light,

Hoping it would take me to your graceful sight.

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Winter used to be mysterious; it always made me curious,

Now, Under the glacier of grief, I get either numb or furious,

The unwanted rain melts layers of frozen sorrow,

Resurfacing memories excruciatingly burrowed.

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The odd arrival of December rain,

It brings with it a wistful bargain,

That at last,  I could feel again,

Even if it’s sad memories and deep seated pain.

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Dedicated to my Sweetest, dearest, loveliest mommy. The final poetry for this year. Honestly this year wasn’t my best as a poet, a writer and a person who can think and feel too much, I rather felt hopeless, numb and thought I lost my muse. Yet each month, every 4th, somehow driven by a divine force or a habit, I could scribble something in your name. Most of my work this year, including this one can be categorized as sad poetry, but it still carried its own beauty in a strange way. Like I have always said in my poems, without your grace nothing is possible, neither my existence nor my poetry. Love from your Son – Rain Alchemist.