without you

there is no sun;

there is no rain either

the days just pass by

in a cloudy haze

of useless, empty weather

the sun is only a lantern

without its welcomed heat

and the world spins on,

no melody and goes

without a beat

the nights are quiet

and solemn

not with the

peace before it’s

all done

the wind blows by

without a song;

i am the days

when you are gone