One night with that blue sky

Heavy summer breeze,a very aberrant ingredient for course.Though
The night had fallen, the parched clouds pummel the sky with their unworthy stripes.
The night had fallen, but still my tones are unread from the notes.
The night had fallen, but still my words are archived without letters.

If I din't  infringe the corridors of betrayal.Then
Why should i get charged with  the bars of solitude.
The morning was fine with light blue roof and with relational proofs.
As it prolonged, the increasing heat made me impermeable to the departing sweat.

Mid-Day came with no similar frame,With
A ray full of light embroidered with friendless faith.
I reached the shades,annoyed of the screams and strange heat.
Polluted breeze made my brows to be active always.

Its nowhere in the middle to deploy a retreat.
They were everywhere spreading the constant scream in all ways.
The wind became settled making it odd for a discrete me.Though
I wasn't aware of a fine dormer that will open in this evening.

A source of blue beacon - like object wiped my sweat with a silk.
I felt innocuous when I walked near the source,
Forgetting that the pain of its absence will be worse.
Pleasant rays of friendly light was really a pleasure in the evening

Bad light enclosed the dormer's doors.Clever cloud men
Marching towards the reddish base of the sky port.
Soldiers of mine where stammering without a fort.
Darkness grew as the source getting hidden.

Heavy summer breeze, a very aberrant ingredient for course.Though
The night had fallen,I still have the growing moon beneath the parched clouds.
The night had fallen, but I my tone was heard screening the morning notes.
The night had fallen, but my words got sculptured with that evening source.