The Red House Poem by DILEEP KANDAM CHALIL

Someone is going to come this way one day,

I know I expect a miracle today,

But, no one can come to me unless the street dogs,

No man comes to me except the rain,

 I remember when I lost my loneliness rain,

I was an angel of dirty,

Everyone want's to be me or do me,

One rainy day I was tired of my naughty

He runs into someone who exactly like my daughter,

Beware! this market always on fire,

I lost my bleeding heart, so

Nobody comes to me

I like hugging in the rain,

Because no one knows I am crying,

I don't know what to do with my life,

I feel trapped.