Friday, July 9
A Weeping Sky
A weeping sky, overthrown by grief
Banishing all colour and light
Plans ruined, people looking up in disblief
Muttering that storms are too much of a trite
A weeping sky, all darkness reign over
Depriving the earth of warmth and heat
Having the character of a rover
Making a scenery portrait incomplete
A weeping sky, ample with sorrow
Leaving a rainbow as a tribute
Not promising sunshine of the morrow
With warmth and heat to contribute
A weeping sky, complete with torment
Sweeping over with harsh and biting gust
As if releasing anger it had to vent
Never experiencing something that robust
A weeping sky, thunder and lightning crash
Giving no mercy, and tears you'll find
Strikes of lightning came and went in a flash
Leaving glumness as your state of mind
A weeping sky, relieving soon after
Giving everyone a sense of delight
Filling the skies again with laughter
With new plans and programmes to excite
A weeping sky, overflowing with loud thunder
Shocking little ones, who sniffle and cry
Using their blanket a source for them to hide under
Greeting them with tears and a soft sigh
A weeping sky, confining everyone indoors
Sealing groans and frowns on faces
Destroying good moods that were once yours
Making you pout cos you cant go to places
A weeping sky, always in a rut
Shoving blue sky out of the way
Causing you to keep doors and windows shut
Influencing you to face a spoilt day
A weeping sky, forever dark and gloomy
Welcoming thunder and lightning
Some trapped elsewhere not so roomy
Exploding loud noises ever so frightening
A weeping sky, matching some moods
Those who are down and out
Causing pains in old people includes
Which prevent them from getting about
A weeping sky, flooding floors with tears
Making those who rush slip and fall
As calm and harmless as it appears
Leaving you on the floor, muddy and all
A weeping sky, coldness sweeps in
Staining the ground with mud as smut
Big drops of tears appear from within
It always seems horrid, but...
A weeping sky, may not always be bad
A weeping sky, can cause some smiles
A weeping sky, may not make you feel sad
A weeping sky, will soon be gone for miles
This poem I made bout "A Weeping Sky". I hope you like it cos I'm prouda it! haha =)
A weeping sky, overthrown by grief
Banishing all colour and light
Plans ruined, people looking up in disblief
Muttering that storms are too much of a trite
A weeping sky, all darkness reign over
Depriving the earth of warmth and heat
Having the character of a rover
Making a scenery portrait incomplete
A weeping sky, ample with sorrow
Leaving a rainbow as a tribute
Not promising sunshine of the morrow
With warmth and heat to contribute
A weeping sky, complete with torment
Sweeping over with harsh and biting gust
As if releasing anger it had to vent
Never experiencing something that robust
A weeping sky, thunder and lightning crash
Giving no mercy, and tears you'll find
Strikes of lightning came and went in a flash
Leaving glumness as your state of mind
A weeping sky, relieving soon after
Giving everyone a sense of delight
Filling the skies again with laughter
With new plans and programmes to excite
A weeping sky, overflowing with loud thunder
Shocking little ones, who sniffle and cry
Using their blanket a source for them to hide under
Greeting them with tears and a soft sigh
A weeping sky, confining everyone indoors
Sealing groans and frowns on faces
Destroying good moods that were once yours
Making you pout cos you cant go to places
A weeping sky, always in a rut
Shoving blue sky out of the way
Causing you to keep doors and windows shut
Influencing you to face a spoilt day
A weeping sky, forever dark and gloomy
Welcoming thunder and lightning
Some trapped elsewhere not so roomy
Exploding loud noises ever so frightening
A weeping sky, matching some moods
Those who are down and out
Causing pains in old people includes
Which prevent them from getting about
A weeping sky, flooding floors with tears
Making those who rush slip and fall
As calm and harmless as it appears
Leaving you on the floor, muddy and all
A weeping sky, coldness sweeps in
Staining the ground with mud as smut
Big drops of tears appear from within
It always seems horrid, but...
A weeping sky, may not always be bad
A weeping sky, can cause some smiles
A weeping sky, may not make you feel sad
A weeping sky, will soon be gone for miles
This poem I made bout "A Weeping Sky". I hope you like it cos I'm prouda it! haha =)
michi ]|[ 17:38