The Sky

3 2 0
                                    

"The sky never fails to paint exotic sights,

but my mind can't behold anything in greater detail,

It tries hard every time, but fails.

The blackness before the rain,

The floating light clouds when there's no water to empty in the plains,

Shadows of my imagination on a monotonous evening,

When there's no coffee to brew; memories mingling away."

Strings Of My Heart Where stories live. Discover now