grey skies


it is just like a part of the life i lead
it brings in showers of tiny greed
it stays away when needed most…

my grey skies are always dull, loom, torn apart from the real world…
they ask me now questions, they give me no words…
it is just that today i discovered…
they were waiting for me to pull the clouds apart…
to let them rain and shower bliss….

I for my part have to keep the promise…
the promise of showers will fall on your face…
tingling the insides of your soul….
making you feel a part of me…