The sky is crying, while I stand under it.
Millions of thoughts came in my mind.
Thoughts that has been ingulfed by the darkness.
While I stand under the cloudy sky.
Thoughts of million pieces that pass by.
Thought of ashes that would dissolve from the cry.
Thoughts of a marble with my name on it.
Thoughts of many things that’s ‘not ok’.
While I stood under the crying sky.
I felt the emotion of the mother nature.
But I’m envious to the mother nature.
As in, it’s able to cry when it became dark.
© Benny

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