Just as the sky began its move, the rain started to dispense,
It tasted like our bittersweet memories, all shattered and blurry,
Wind arose as it embraced my cold body,
As the sound of thunder roared within the vicinity.
Damp dandelions can no longer dance,
the strong wind blows exposed its vulnerability,
silence became the loudest scream,
of those who are lost in vain and in memoirs captivity.
It lasted for a day with the clouds and rain as my witnesses,
Dried tears were evident as it slowly became a part of history,
Through the sorrow and loudest cry, I gave in,
Finally settled 6 feet under, attaining the not so peaceful rest in paradise.
