What Day Could Be A Happy One

What day could be a happy one

When you are just alone

Longing for that one

Too far away

Even if i travel the world

Because you left my world

I will never find you

You left out of the blue

Leaving me torn

Among the thorns

But if i die, it all would be in vain

So i will live and stand up in pain

A good morning under the sun

I miss the light when morning rains

It seems like it will spoil the fun

But i like rain cause no rain no grain

My blood will, is not my will

But it maintains me alive

So i have to abide

I am in some very deep sheet

In this big bed of thorns

Can't even move to the backseat

Or choose to be unborn

Like to write

Poems

Like to wet

Flowers