Remember, me

 Why do heavens cry,

Deafening sounds of endless storm,

Drowning symphonic doleful drizzle,

Perhaps in defiance;

Eyes remain dry,

Trudging through misery and pain of life,

Closer to end little by little.

Will it rain the day I fall?

Droplets of tears when I'll be long gone

Will they remember the songs I wrote?

Sing them at night till break of dawn..

As the close does beckon,

Once soon when I happen to pass,

I'll count on you,

To remember me, remember my past.