I have no idea what I was thinking...

One day when the sky is gray.

You’ll pray and pray for the bright sun’s ray.

To enter the sky, where the planes fly high,

Where the birds don’t quite fly,

You’ll watch the clouds pass by

and that will be the day...

Reviews

[khalid]

very nice rhyming, very nice image

[Dayran]

The poem steers a natural course to say, ' is the day we discover our humanity.' The gods of course, always look upon us with curiosity. Nice write!

[Jock Engelman]

it seems to end abruptly, but it leaves the audience thinking about the poem.

i found this to be a very lyrical poem, the structure reminds me of my "the triumph saint" poem, but its a little bit more free verse!

(rating = 98/100)