It goes in vain, the days I waited in rain,
The rain or my tears, both hide my pain,
The pain, so deep like phantom insane,
And an Insane human, waiting in vain!
The spring so fresh, passed in distress,
Distressed my heart cries and cries,
The cry never heard, sounds in brain,
The brain is null, and spring's dull!
Summers that's awesome, summers I refrain,
All the days are dry and also drained,
Awesome for someone, awesome for two,
My summers go bleeding,
When my pain comes through.
Chilled in the winters, like leafs wither,
Chilled my tears go frozen and pale,
Waited my heart for every beat to be heard,
Withered it goes too, has lost its scale!
Still there are days, I remember thee,
Still there are days, I hope to see,
May not be summer, may not be winter,
May not be spring too, but just passing clouds above thee!
