The Silent Whisper

Rain

Rain 

Drowning, I was drowning 

Droplets of water 

I can't catch, I can't catch 

I was loss, don't know the rhyme 

As being soak of water 

In this stormy land.

Poems, Loss of poems 

Is there some kind of whirlwind 

That loses my senses?

That treated like junk?

I can't catch, I can't catch 

Don't know the rhyme,

As being soak of water 

I am now drowning 

Prison, prisoned, prisonment,

Of shakespeare's hand 

I don't know the rhyme,

Will forever loss,

In this deepness poetry

That forgot the melody that can't catch

I can't catch 

Delilah, Don't take the cuff

You might loss too

In this some kind of trap.