Emotions were falling heavily,
Penetrating deep inside, but slowly,
Wetting the core of my heart,
Like the rain-drop which reaches
The leaf hidden carefully beneath the shelter
Of countless others in a colossal tree.
The wind was swinging her wings swiftly,
Feigning dizziness in the mind,
Resting my choking thoughts for a while,
Caressing the tears reflected on my cheeks,
Trying to push them back into my eyes.
The watery-grass on my bare feet,
Leaving me blissful yet it fleets
Away, before I could be content,
Tickling my sole as I take
the delphic steps ahead.
Sadness was unendurable
For the grief was too huge to confide in my bosom,
And nature didn’t offer succour this time,
Even though it rained lately.
“Daddy, I miss you already!”
I heard my little sister’s cry,
Bringing me back to life.
She mumbled my unspoken words.
Like the wind,
I brushed aside her soft, precious,
“He will come back soon.”
Telling her the impossible probability,
Nodding, I held her hand and
Traced the unknown path ahead!
The story poem is a great challenge put forward by J.T. Carlton and Emily, and I am glad to be a part of it. I hope people connect to my writing!