Sky is left with only tar.
Look how crazy is this rain,
Bringing down moons and stars.
Art’s exuberance in Pisa’s tower
Seems Engineering’s useless pride.
Statue of Liberty looking dwarfish
When short of breath cries by its side.
Alexa, can you return
Those, as much as
Kisses of ocean and warmth of sun
Back again in doubtless touch
Breath unconquered, boundless mind
Get me a sky without clouds....
Or would you whisper, none you have
All that sounds, is void and loud!