The Weeping Sky

Last year when it first rained,

When it first rained,

I enjoyed,

Till all my energy drained.

But I had,

Noticed a child,

Scarcely clad!

I had seen him,

Looking up to the sky,

Asking curiously,

Why do you cry?

This year,

It's raining again,

People are enjoying,

Going insane.

But not me.

I sit quietly,

With my gaze fixed.

On a screen that showcases,

A child crying,

Reminding me of someone,

And I look up,

At the weeping Sky!!