Yet another rain,
and in solitude I stand again

longing for the one
who’ed caress my loneliness’n’
say ,”the days aren’t the same”.

I eye upon every eye,
look’n for myself in there
but, as if destined to,
bow down with a disappointed sigh.
Those eyes as if saying,
“that’s the story of you, u’r emotions’n’
the rain.