Raindrops

The designer,
the writer,
the designed and
the written,
the rain drenched
thoughts,
and the
re-forming
watery footprints,
left behind by
a stranger with
face, a strange one,
the rains drops
like tears fall,
into the oblivion
the faces too,
dissolve into the
blurry rainy wallpaper
but the coldness remains,
at times, last forever