Kumar Kamal

Rain,Rain,Rain,Rain






Rain,rain,rain,rain
Prem,prem,prem,prem
Pain,pain,pain,pain
Rain rain rain to make life,lanes,lakes--
rain rain rain
What is love?What is blame?
Arti hides behind her veil the love that I
gave her in purple pain!
I`ve no laughter,I`ve no name
The Insanity of the Century unfolds in my
brain
I`m late;I`ve a cup of whiskey before I pray
Because God is kind;God is real
And I`m so unkind;I`m so faithless
Rain,rain,rain cobwebs of shame,tantacles of
pain wrap me around like hungry snakes
I try hard but I cannot escape
The sins of the Century violate my brain
O all my dahlias,daisies beseech to rain to
set me free from all blemishes,blames!

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