Undried Tears and Memoirs

The sky is fair,weather has become clearer
Speck of grains floating over head
Has lost its motion by crashing with a burst of busy air
How come in this broad daylight I'm dealing with treacherous storms again?
How come I feel lonely in a house with eyes and walls that spy on my thoughts vaguely often?
The waves of grey no longer melt from where I blink
Instead, the heart sheds sorrow of bygone glories
That reminds fool like me of a clock resonating
Until the sun slides down into the dark side
I'm eloping with my stitches to be a nighthawk
Like lightning struck with wraiths of bitter glow and loud sighs
The big brave droplets of remorse jump from the vault
Through the route of my nose down to the lane of its final resort
Dressed in a gown like bride's making entrance
To be one with peace
Near it's burial ground