
When Clouds Collide
The clouds collide
and the sky opens wide
lightning cracks across the air
love dies in the storm.
Raindrops fall like shattered glass
we hold nothing but echoes
the wind whispers our names
then takes them away.
Hands that once touched
now drift in the dark
hearts beat alone
and the storm swallows the warmth.
Thunder calls for memories
we cannot answer
the world bends
and silence stretches beyond reach.
No sun breaks through
no rainbow waits
just the collision
of what we were.
The storm leaves nothing
but the ache
and the thought
that love once lived here.

About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️


Comments (2)
One must still remember so that it's not repeated. There are some who seem to meet in a storm and stay. Good job.
MAGNIFICENT ... bring back bittersweet memories of my teen years.