the rain
pouring outside
the weather was good
the weather was bad
with its own meaning
her eyes tells it all
the mood , the feelings
unsaid ,unseen,untold
sitting on a chair
in a near by cafe
looking through a window
watching the passers-by
with a heart heavy
the breath that sighs
as she takes a sip of coffee,bitter
the bitterns was good
the bitterns was bad
with its own meaning
an aching memory of someone
who is there and not there
lurching back and forth
as a wind
that blows ...