On a sluggish afternoon
A prolonged rain draws
The drizzling curtain
On my chilled window

Dark sorrowing clouds
Gather on my roof
Like marauding vultures
Preying On my dying spirit

Terror arrests the time
Ticking stifled to death
The Horrified cuckoo
Conceals in the clock

Tattered paper pleads
Not to ink it anymore
Pen slips out of hand
Refuses to note my pathos

Setting gloom kindles,
Thick soot of regrets
From core of hearth
Where anger had blazed

Exhaustion takes over
And I yield to sadness,
Teary eyes fixed on sky
Awaiting a streak of SUN….! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Seema Aarella

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sun-33/