Empty Sunsets Full of Light

As sunlight dims and softly slips away
The pink horizon only glows.
The warmth? An illusion
As with all days,
Night falls
Hope calls
A complex maze
Without a solution
My sad heart faces what it knows:
The end of yet another lonely day

Blame The Weather

Morning came; the sun? Not in sight
Early on, I felt something not right
Lying there, asking "Why?"
As I looked at the sky
No sign of warm morning light.
Cool, damp zephyrs licked all round my head
Having, with them, subliminal dread
Over us, a grey sky
Looked like it may cry
Yet perennially just sulked, instead