The taken one...

Dedicated to the unrequited ones

The poem- The Taken One

His white hands strained and skittish.
As he walked out of the hospital,He briefly looked at me,
just like any patient or passer by.
He walked right into the crowd and disappeared among the ocean of people.

That moment I was crushed,hit by a car,I felt my heart cracked ,my emotions bruised.
At this moment,dark clouds gathered and approaches,as it threathen to rain.
It started as small droplets,and as it hits the ground,big blobs fall,pitter patter as it came.

The rain came,washing away ,my pain,my panic....
Drowning deafeating thunder drown out my sorrow.....
Is this the feeling one gets,as the unrequited one??