The barren sky

Silent memories,
Moments - seasons untold.
Burned thoughts and diaries,
Torment - reasons unfold.
Unspoken remembrance,
An essence-
Forgotten in span of time.
Invincible resistance,
Of all those reasons-
That were once left behind.
How come they never remind,
Of the path we sought-
And a bird that was caught,
Deep of azure we could never find.
Fumes of burned morrow,
Scarring us in our yesterday-
Made us blind.
Of all those wounds-
Some that will never heal,
Were the only ones that did bind.
In depths a story hides,
Where the words lie.
In dark of our conscience,
Invisible to the naked eye.
Whence the whispers howl,
A corpse comes back to life.
Happy days and lonely nights
- speaks of serenity and strife.
In a loop of unbreakable visions,
That haunts every inch of a heart.
To be remembered for the last time
And then again,
Before it slowly falls apart-
And is made once again,
In a different name-
But the same story,
That will never change.
Spring makes way for the winter,
As them past years wither.
Weathered upon by the bleeding-
Voices and a feeling so strange.
In this barren land,
How come it never rained-
Though the dark clouds,
Have always been all across the sky.