Where is the rain When my tears wanna flow away? What good is sunshine When my heart is full of grey?
Tell me why Tell me how Tell me when Will the clouds form?
Tell me where to go Where I can just hide my face
Where are my feathers? I need them to show him What lies beneath – every bit of – Skin that’s trapping me
My eyes, his glare My fingers through his hair He wants more and more But he can’t feel what I can feel
Tell me why Tell me how Tell me when Will the clouds form?
Tell me where to go Where I can just hide my face
Tell me now Through tears of smiles I just want this to be real
‘Coz I really do not want to hide my face...
Every woman has the right to fall in love. No matter what her profession is. It is human to love. It is human to work. It is human, to feel trapped and it is human to want out. Sadly, it is also human to judge, cheat and betray. This poem is for those who have been judged and trapped in isolation, deprivation and privation from the blessing of love.