Realm Of Hopes || Anthology

CLOUD CRY

How often do you waste your life?
Mourning at your grave, to come alive.
How often do you think of the past?
Thinking you could have done better at last.

You cry and cry until everything is watered,
Like the clouds in the sky mourning the lost of its friend,
Releasing the heaviness he carried along the way,
Releasing the pain, thunderous and archly.

You are mad, indeed my friend,
You are in pain, you hid it very well,
You cry in a space, no one knows where,
You are in danger, and no one is there.

The world sees your pain without your notice,
They cry with you in a gloomy nightfall,
Share with you their pain and sorrow,
Beneath the sky you live and so on.

They say, nothing good blooms in chaos,
But darling you proved them all wrong.
You shred tears with purpose, 
It’s because you hoped,
For good not sorrows.

Do not be surprised and be wary,
For the world's intricacy.
Hope is meant to make you live,
Away from confusion and fragility.

—DM SolyLunar