He was walking there
In his usual wear
alone in despair
Thinking that hope is so rare
Forgetting the feeling of care
With the black coat and the beret
His eyes shining with a tear drop
Hiding his hair crop
Remembering the past days
When they used to walk
Under the sun rays
When the used to talk
In different ways
He Walks Hiding his face
Remembering his grace
Did he lose his life race?
Again and again
He doesn't stop walking
In that lane
In that haze
With the inside pain
Life has turned into a maze
Asking himself what did he gain?
Suddenly it started to rain
He raised his face up to the sky
Asking himself why did his innocence die
Where had she gone, and why?
Then he started to cry
Mixing his crystalline tears with the rain
And he started walking again
Like a man walking in a desert
Walking alone in haphazard
Searching for just one chance
For just one breath
To tell the words that lay
In the bottom of his heart
After he was hit with that dart
That worst part
He had ever lived…Because when he woke up
His smile he couldn't lift
Because he lost that blessed gift
His foresight
Was covered in mist
Having tainted fists
He sat down to rest
Remembering the old snug nest
That warm hug
Where he used to hide
But all of that was left behind
He remembered how he was blind
Although he was very kind
But for one second he stopped his mind
So he feels the sorrow till this moment
Again he remembered her last comment
And now he felt that he was omened
Softly spoke..
Was that my fault
Then it turned cold
So He wore ..his cloak
And again he spoke
I think I’m not alive anymore
But i though she had a pretty core
He stood up, and started to tore
On that way, where he saw no end
And his tears started to descend
He fell on the ground
He heard a strange sound
Then he said faintly... Is that you?