The Goodbye Clouds Poem by basma N

The raindrops fell
And so did my heart
Something in me
Were giving memories and other warnings

The foggy mountains, the cloudy clouds
The purest rain and souls
No artist can paint this moment

We danced, we sang, we were laughing
We were not bothered by any worries
And here I am alone,
Time passed with a pen in my hand.

Maybe... the clouds were bidding us goodbye
Or maybe they were creating memories
Yes, in this cruel world the "hellos"
Are fewer yet the "goodbyes" the most...