On this rainy day when I sit by my window staring at the blank sky-weeping,

With a pale face and a soul blotted by thousand who never touched me.

My mind drifts in two opposite directions, one wants to stay in the dark corner,

The other craves and cries for warmth from another body, a touch that I haven’t had in eternity.

I try with all my might to tame my soul with logic, in vein! And it derails next moment.

Where are you today? What happened to all the promises that you made?

The flowers that bloomed and the rivers to quench the thirst seem all so fake.

Oh lord! why have you forsaken me! Why do I need to bleed just to be loved?