On rainy days,
the scent of reminiscences
remain in the memory of thoughts
forever and always;
your absence is unconditionally felt

Considering the fact that
the aroma of rain mixes with
the pleasant smell of your presence
I turn up the corners of my mouth
to show pleasure amusement
up to the time that I fail to remember
the pain you caused

I was tortured thoroughly
As you walked out of my life
I cry myself to sleep everynight
Hoping to smile as the daylight arrives

And I hate it when the sky cries,
on account of the fact that
it reminds me of you

On rainy days,
I stand still under the unhappy sky
And I hate the provable truth;
I love you so much it hurts.


a.r

I was just a blank paper
No one sees me for who I am
No one cares for who I am to be
'till one day you came
and painted the rainbow to my sky

Never without your consent;
I am sketched wholeheartedly
from a blank paper
of undescribable emptiness,
You turned me into a vivid painting

You coloured me passionately
Up to the time that your crayons broke
You were amid the ocean of sorrows
Nothing could inspire you to keep
on painting anymore as you thought;
You ruined the exquisite portrait

But my dear,
How I wish you knew that;
even broken crayons still colour


a.r

Just look forward a better day
be happy
it's the blue sky thinking at its finest

just let the past be the past
outside, the sky is bleeding slowly
toward the dusk

forget everything that would make you sad

I could've wished upon a star
for a little thing called hope
but I know-
hope is a fragile thing
so brittle people could drop it
anytime, anywhere

I thought
Your promises was undistorted
but I was completely wrong
All that ever came out from your mouth were
fake hopes and empty promises


a.r

If heartbreak cannot be healed
Will many people commit suicide on the hill
Because of the pain that they feel?

If heartbreak does not has a cure
Does there any people will be having fun at the seashore
Even during the snow?

If heartbreak does not fade
Even the time is the aid
To heal the pain that you create?
How people will tolerate
The pain that stay remain behind the rib cage?

If heartbreak cannot be avoided
Are people will get paranoid?
Or drown in a flashflood

Of their tears?