Five words oct

 Opaque cloth late twist rain

Rain had kept me company 

the whole day, and till late last

night, 

the sound of rain kept me up

my eyes opaque with the light

of the unshed tears, 

and a twist in my heart 

strung across the horizon, 

dripping like a wet cloth 

that the day had left to dry

and forgotten.

as it looked down on me,

and I looked at the sky!