Echoes Beneath Grey Clouds, a poem by Pramod Rastogi at Spillwords.com

Echoes Beneath Grey Clouds

Echoes Beneath Grey Clouds

written by: Pramod Rastogi

 

Why does silence linger so deeply in the cold?
Life feels like autumn’s forsaken sigh,
Branches bare, suspended beneath grey clouds,
Snowflakes tracing patterns of quiet despair.

Birds retreat, their songs a distant past,
And eyes, heavy with a dawnless night,
Carry the weight of memories unspoken,
Each flake, a fragment of a love now faded.

The lonely wind whispers through the trees,
As if asking the same unyielding question, why?
Time hangs still, a shadow of what once was,
While reminiscence tugs at the edges of the heart.

Yet even in this aching solitude,
The promise of spring shimmers faintly,
A vow that love, like snow, will transform.

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