Sky never changes

Sky Never Changes

 Everything passes,

Bad times, Good times, Grandpas and classes. 

Just not the sky, 

It was the same when I was five.

And it is the same when I'll forty-five. 

And it'll be the same when I reincarnate and cry.

 Same blues in the day,

 When comes evening evening, colour changes to reddish-gay.

 The same repeats day-by-day.

 It watches all the things happening in the day,

And also the people preparing beds in the night to lay.

No one bothers it, 

Because, everyone is busy in their life's ticket,

It just watches and say nothing.

Because, it is the one, everyone'll mix in left with a galaxy string.............

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