112. Pitch black and overcast

It’s pitch black and overcast;

How I wish this weather could last. 


I long for these days of darkness,

As no one could see my sadness. 


It's like a veil that covers everything,

Even my sorrows, painful like a bee sting. 


I always long for these cloudy days,

As no one could tell apart the tears

from the rain drops dripping from my face. 


-Rithin. 

@hues.and.dews.poetry 

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