I am the sky filled with air.
A feeling that can never be clear.
I'm blue and white
A passion of love and aimless height.
I am up in the sky.
I stand where no one can ask me why.
I am the shades of different kinds of grey.
Even though everyone hates me, I hear what they say.
I am the touch you long to feel.
Even when you stretch the veins on your heels.
I know a lot about you but you know a little about me.
You smell like blood,
You taste like salt.
You flutter upon the Earth,
Like the flood itself without halt.
I am as grey as the mountains.
The smokey sky like endless fountains.
I'm the silver cloud that brings you water.
Although, I cry out loud.
I messaged you with blissful shower.
How could you forget my sound?
I am the bright, wide sky at daylight.
The darkness that guides you when you sleep at night.
I am the sky.
The land above you, above the Earth where you live and lay.
© Madinah_Writes
22.06.2021
1:00 a.m
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