Beautiful Tears

The sun never sets over these monochromes,
It is just there, streaking my sky with beautiful tears,
But I try hard to drown it, right inside the town from these folds,
Where the abstract art of bursting lights and uncoloured sighs
Are shone in the night like shadows.
But it wouldn’t give in,
Even when the silence in the heartbeat echoes,
Even when the crimson palette’s melancholy settles,
No, the sun never sets over these monochromes,
It is just there, streaking my sky with beautiful tears.

A little note from me:

Wow, I’ve been a away from this space for a much longer time than I’d intended. And really there’s no reason for that other than life getting in the way and messing things up as it always does from time to time. But I’ve been really missing writing stories and reading blogs and commenting on them. I just wish I could be more consistent and active here!

But anyway, I wish you all a happy new year with lots of peace and joy for the year ahead!