WHILE THE SKY CRIED

Trapped again in this night.
While liquid cane pelt my roof.
Snivelling at me from above.
For the nocturnal pact I made with Morpheus.

Distant staccato of beats unheard.
Steady but mocking in rhythm.
Teasing my ears with paltry looney tunes as it fade away with the darkness.

The sky stare blankly from afar.
Mourning the stars sent to roost at dawn.
Shedding torrents of its purest tears.
The rain that flog the earth for the bland skies.

Immersed in the skies bitterness,
I hugged my solitude to myself.
It's the only ally I trust to introduce me to a new day.
Unless the weeping skies forever keeps the sun.