Standing the rain
My heart had it all in pleas
Calling for a soul spare a tease
Rumbling out, please
Upon the cupid tangent line on a miss.
Mesmerized on begging tips
Guilty for loving a miss
As the words
"Please forgive me!"
Monotonously sounded
Yet looped.
Self-fighting for hereafter
Yet left to shed blood tears
While hiding in the rains
To cover scars of the heart
Given, to ruthless thoughts of us
Blown by the wind of time.
