The sky turned dark and gloomy,
Trying to tell some things to me.
Now when its tear forms,
Weeping and mourning for its loss.
I was standing, pondering over my sorrows and their cause.
With my head drop, staring at the ground,
looking at the raindrops falling and shattering, like a glass, hurting it around.
The land must be suffering, like my heart aches when more of me fall into the shades of pain.
I stand there, to ponder over again.
Stand there, until the time realises and go insane.
All the fading but tempting roars of skies,
All the agony and rattling thoughts in my mind.
These clouds have been whining like me,
Their lightning and thunder describe what is happening within me.
My inside aches and shivers, to hold on to the light.
I lift my hands up to feel the rain fighting against my skin.
And I wish happiness could walk to me, like sadness; my old friend.
I wish I could shut 'em down, but they are the only things which come around.
I'm left with not much to say, only the mindless ramblings which usually walks away.
Some are caught on paper,
And some remaining are told to go away.
Shiza Maryam
21st feb,19
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Silence |✔
Poésie- 'It keeps me sane.' And sometimes, when all the tears dry up, I bleed words. Highest ranked as :3rd in poems, Started publishing on: 28/02/18 All of these words are entirely original. Please,don't copy and paste.
