@Greatness96 24 November 2020

My Gloomy Days

My quest, my wish, my intention and my desire to die rather than living a nobody.. This phase is being dedicated to every desperate being on earth. I fell in a thousands of dream Like the places water flowing stream Like the sky the waters cascade from Then landed without the trumpet horn. Like the dust wind from sky to dust I could not stand as I fell back to dust I could not see through the thick cloud. As the dust stuck my weak back. My gaze on the sky in haste Pleading for the heaven's taste But the cloud seized it rain As I kissed the dust in shame. Ten of eleven, crying and pleading with the heavens The thunders roar in awe When the heavens shot it doors The waters from the cloud drops on earth As I grow, I began to loose my fate Sorrow has been my name When I wander the street in shame. I always thought the heavens might open again To send down the waters like rain The purifier of dirt and stain So I get back to feet my feet again All thoughts became fruitless As the heavens were still lock I fell down hopeless When my dreams began to stuck To be continued..........