Raindrops fell...
But the maiden still cried in torment and pain
Alone in the journey she has traveled on,
Surpassed by the awful rain.
Jaded of her existence
She wanted to relinquish.
She was totally disheartened
Because love for her was amiss.
Destiny seemed blurry for the lady of sentiment
The response of affection was completely absent.
She felt weary yet continued the expedition
Waiting for the knight of aesthetic satisfaction.
Time passed by…
Still no one’s there to join her journey.
“I have to wait, I have to be patient.”
She sighed with deepest agony.
In the ocean of strangers she looked around
Gazing up into the eyes of everyone
‘nd from that ghastly scene, she spotted a man.
“Is he the one who will stop the rain, and be thy sun?”
Raptures of endearment overruled her heart
For secretly, she has loved him from the very first start
Mystified of his candid eyes, those winsome smile,
Unable to suppress her feelings for a while.
She stared at him in reverent silence
Noted the attributes, his arrogant handsomeness
His breathtaking face was one of the unleashed sensualities
The knight has it all, the paragon of masculinity.
Inside thy heart, she looked for a place of solidarity
A place like heaven, a place of verity
But still ill-fated like a broken reverie
Love in the lad’s eyes, she could not see.
Now…
Raindrops turn into heavy rains
The uncaring wind, waiting still in vain,
Fate may blur for the damsel,
Pain may not easy to mend,
But still she believes that someday
The sun shall rise again…
