Posted in Fiction, Romance

The Dark Rains..

Last words were spoken, words of hearts, with a great ache. The words spoke for themselves, never willing to stop. The skies were singing in chorus, clouds made themselves present to echo the music of the hearts. The rains too wept with them. Even the rainbow appeared colourless. The sun had lost its lustre and moon had hidden itself with sorrow. Though everything they did was simple, yet they spoke from each layer of their broken hearts.





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