Just You: SKY

Staring at the clouds every day, every time,
sometimes alone, sometimes with wine.
A true quick escape from life,
to shirk all the grief and lies.

Watching clouds take a different shade,
admitted God was the best artist ever made.
Changing colors, gradually it fades,
it's authentic blush always dwells.

Thousands of questions arise at a glance,
desire to ask something if given a chance.
While we sit and admire the change,
but judge the chameleon for the same?

Sometimes shining, sometimes plain,
makes me pull through all the pain.
Don't you ever feel lonely,
it's only for you,
that the sky turns black to blue!