Voidness of Rainfall

There's voidness in today's rainfall,
Who brought apathy in it.
Like clouds are weeping with me,
Every drop of tears and rainfall is uttering.
But no walls have been heard them, I tried, but I tried explaining.

Now in relief, as drops dried my eyes.
No shine and zeal in eyes, but saying a lot more than my lips.
What they are suffering with? It's heaviness of something that imprisoned my soul.

This rain no longer gives me pleasure.