The Sun Cried Poem by muideen olawale jimoh

The strong is frail

The warmed seeks succor

The ship sets sail

With the captain still at the harbor



The clock goes tick-tock

But time is motionless

Ahead of me seems a rock

Alas! Behold my eyes sees nothingness.



The stars travel down to my room

And my soul is still devoid of light

My world seems swept clean with a broom

And I can’t seem to trace my right.



For you I cried, the sun cried

My life can never be the same again

Cos with you I wish to die

And on my body feel the pain of rain.