Blessed Rain

It pelted down hard As hard as would be a strike of the divine sword It pelted down And melted my frown Dark and gloomy The atmosphere so stormy My soul, engulfed in it all Did yearn to rise; to break the invisible wall Blessed rain, Soothing down my pain Selfish, egoistic pain Why, for a lifetime, have I tended only towards attaining my aim Blessed rain, Would the future generations get to enjoy your feel Musing and brooding does be my mood Pray, rain, I wish you would have me hear your voice I do want to rejoice Yet, flowing free like the rain, are my bloody tears Why, why did I shout out to no one, Why does this world be such a mysterious one? Aimless, meaningless False, so false It shall all end, Someday, the rain, my voice It shall all end My painful stand Those for whom I do care Those to whom I would not even care to give a stare Blessed rain, isolated forest Soothe my pain, pray give me some rest I wish to rise, to smile to the world I wish to rise, to be in the land of forever!