They’d arrived in sheets
As thunder clapped up above
Explosions on earth

as I sat there thinking about how love is a fairy tale
and now I ask my self is it ?
and even now the memory still here in my heart
so why dream did you come when you are leaving?
why do you bring a torrent of pain to my heart?
ooh if I was the moon to see you every night
ooh if I was the sun to light your day
only if I can go back in time
then I will stand there for hours looking in to your eyes
but why?why did I come to you?
and why do my heart fall when ever I see you or hear your voice?
will the tears and pain will ever stop
will the solicitude will stop to
but still the spirit  is still a spirit
hard as a rock  beautiful as the smell of jasmine
and the poem will always be the only thing
to stop me from bleeding
and to heal my wounds.

Beneath that smile
I  read  between the lines
I  sensed  frustration.
Shame  the need for my affection.
The look in your eyes  
The  drawn out  face
Red  cheeks
I  just knew your  life  
Wasn't  all  a bed of roses.

The long winter nights
Windy storms
Kept you hidden  behind closed doors
The thrashing of rain drops
Rushed down your sullen cheeks
The battle had just begun.

So brief the moment
but it started yet another torrent
bubbling emotions erupting
and all set to corrupt me

It confounds me so
but keeping it within so it doesn't show
this internal battle's lost
and its turning me to frost

A deluge of rain
making me so more emotionally drained
found no way how to handle
I need the glow of candle.

To subdue this instinct
difficult with all the reasoning extinct
I need another such moment
to break free from this connect.