On heartbreaks-

What was it like, she asked:
It was the soft drizzle,
Of rain-
Before a stormy weather;
It was the haunting
Silence-
Before rumbling thunder.
It was the knowing
Which comes-
Before a world comes undone.
The bitterness of coffee
Before-
It hits an ulcer.

It was all that I knew,
But regretted-
Ever knowing.
It was the rippling,
Of waves-
From a miniature pebble.
It was the puddle of rain,
Following-
A storm aftermath.
It was wanting
To retrace-
But all was said,
All was done.

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