I Pity The Skies

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The sun smiles at me.

But not you

You've never pleased me.

But today,

I pity you.

You're all alone.

Vast and wide and blue.

Sad and embarrassed

because your friends didn't show;

the clouds.


You're like a mannequin without clothing.

Shy and delicate.

So I decorate you with my thoughts.

Wanting them to float away

like your friends

Far-off and free

unlike me.


Unless

they know not their way

and in a moment of darkness,

they burst into tears.


Smoke, dust, and dirt

filling the air, 

they say it's never too late.

But look at you now!

Eroded and polluted.

I wish you stayed a mannequin.

Shy and delicate.

Unaffected by my thoughts

My unbenign thoughts.






This is the first post of Blogchatter Half Marathon 2023.
Next post: Sangria


Comments

  1. The Moon's BOYFRIEND August 24, 2023 at 10:49 PM

    Beautiful I should say, yet my thoughts lie contrary to what you said... cause there always is a rainbow at every corner of a storm and could be one even if everything around is polluted, I say there are rainbows in your case a zillion of them and bet they could swallow off the storms you mentioned making the sky a lot more beautiful than it was... a decorated mannequin.

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  2. Tomichan MatheikalAugust 25, 2023 at 7:50 AM

    Getting close is dangerous!

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  3. deepti menonAugust 27, 2023 at 12:51 AM

    We should all pity the skies because of the way they are being masked by pollution. If only we could learn to live in harmony with Mother Nature!

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  4. FeliciaSeptember 2, 2023 at 7:52 AM

    It's interesting how you've personified the sky here. The imagery in this piece is truly captivating. I can almost feel the warmth of the sun and the loneliness of the sky.

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