The Rain at the Night

Mon, 09/24/2018 - 06:59 -- Miraka

I wake up in the midnight

when the sky started to cry.

Im not a pessimist but

I can say it`s going to interrupt my sleep.

As the rain drops beat the roof

and making a huge sound,

I cursed the sky,

As I can.

I appeal the sky not to cry.

But it shouted at me

by thundering and lightning the night.

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