Lilac Sky

We are rather the clouds

In the lilac sky

Than the sky itself.

We move on with the teary droplets

Of experience and achievements.

We move on solo oblivious.

We let go of all the agony and pain;

The rain of regrets and mistakes falls down after all

Which water the flowers of tomorrow.

Memories of mistakes,

Happiness, love, and regret.

These memories are burdens

Which weighs down our soul

It won’t allow us to move forward

Till we leave some behind.

So we the clouds of this massive sky

Cry our tears of mistakes.

So that our rain makes the pupils grow

In a world not so fair,

So they rise all bright and lay not low.

We are rather the clouds in the lilac sky than the sky itself.

We cry and bleed through our mistakes in the form of rain

Which makes them immune to disdain.

We are a part of the whole

And the whole.