A Cloudy Sky

I felt the loneliness of this winter softly sweeping away the converging parts of the sun I heard the proud moans of the afternoon over the empty trees. The humble silence grabbed their looks, and just as if they were watching God, their mouths wobbled, bemused shrouds of comfort. This loneliness emerging out of keepsakes snug inside my pocket, burst forth rushing quaking in the … Continue reading A Cloudy Sky