The Strange Rainy Season
There is something strange, very strange about the rainy season
Dark clouds, n the cool breeze put an end to all reason!
Emotions go berserk, n desires are reborn
Old flames ignite, in a corner of ur heart so forlorn!
How helpless I feel, so caught by desire
I shud probably walk in the rain to suppress that raging fire!
I always like walking in the rain, so no one can see me crying
It also helps to wash away repressed conflicts so underlying!