Grey Clouds Wept Last Night Poem by Dr Shamim Ali

Grey clouds wept last night with sorrow,
As raindrops tapped against my pane,
Their tears fell softly, like no tomorrow,
As freezing winds howled in disdain.

Seeped into my bones, their chill and numb,
My smile stayed silent, amidst the gloom,
Cold raindrops, calling me to come,
From a restless slumber, to find my room.

A heart too wounded, to even cry,
Lonesomeness too profound and true,
A wound that just wouldn't heal, but try,
As it throbbed, and seeped, in shades of blue.

The sound of rain on the tin roof,
A gentle rattle, as it falls soft and light,
Opening my window, to let in the proof,
Of the sweet rain, that brings joy, to my sight.

As it touched my face, my eyes, and my hair,
Tears of the heart, flowed from paradise,
With peace and tranquillity, it did ensnare,
Bringing calm, where once was only vice.

Grey clouds may weep, but so do we,
And in the rain, we find a friend,
One that carries our tears, and sets us free,
In the storm, we heal, and start to mend