The monsoon had just came,
Bringing along showers of rain,
Everyone was seen celebrating,
Dancing together under the rain.
He was seen nowhere around,
Not even in the nearby ground,
Where he always used to go,
Whenever he felt hurt and low.
He was deeply hurt by his love,
Who faked love and left him alone,
Alone to live, alone to suffer,
Enough to break him apart forever.
He no more loved the rains,
Because it made him recall,
The mistakes of past, the pains,
Which killed him a thousand times.