Blue Dreams

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The sky is bloody outside,
The leaves so still,
It’s as calm as before a storm…
When the rain comes at will.

The clouds will be pushed aside,
You‘ll see a heart paining there,
Awash with the fallen rain…
Spilling red paint on the glare.

I look up in hope,
Of seeing a silver moon,
But the rain storms about…
And I, am but a vacuum.

© Dipti Agarwal
19/04/2010