Promise of love

You promised, she told the Sky

who was busy hiding behind the clouds

It’s about time, don’t you think

she tried dropping some heavy hints

hoping him to catch the trend

He though, scratching his chin

and nodding awkwardly

did not want to speak, not yet

Knowing how silences leads to words

and then to long pregnant pauses

she prepared herself to wait

not too long but a bit maybe

So, that day went past in waiting

now the azure sky is back

a half smile playing along his lips

and she is supposed to make sense of nothing

seriously, nothing!

Jigsaw puzzles have held her hanging

far too long, but then

hope for love refuses to die

and searches for a sunbeam in a raindrop.

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