I am that sky
which can never
dream of azureness.

Black cloud
Just like
your black hair
blackens my life,
tear trickles
from eyes incessantly
And
people mistake it for rain.

Yes,
I am that sky
which can never
dream of azureness,
tear trickles
from eyes incessantly
And
people mistake it for rain.

My pain remains unnoticed,
My pain remains unjustified.

Ostracizing me,
You choose
Another sky
to become
the spotless moon.
© sushil