tear's in the rain

" God made the world in six day's, but what is the world ?. It's what you or i see. Whenever someone dies a part of the universe dies too. Everything a person felt, experienced and saw dies with them, like tear's in the rain..."
- Paulo Coelho (The winner stands alone )

'CAREFUL' screams the girl, holding my hand
Presumes I am grateful for this little band;
Her painted nails, pierce through my skin
If not for her, I would have had my win.

She looks at me, thinking I am a fool
Wondering why my face still appears so cool;
Nodding her head, she walks off
I cant help but suppress my laugh.

How did she not notice my eyes
The very one's which have seen so many lies
Maybe then she would have let me end this pain
And forgotten all this like tear's in the rain...


Higher went my castles, up above the clouds
Dreamt I of things, much beyond my bounds
Knew where it is that i wanted to reach
And for this i even didn't mind being a leach.

These aint principles, I was once told
All that I was taught, I seem to have sold
Ready to pay the price, whatever asked for
Even if it meant, turning another life sour.

People were bought, as on a bid
Going back, its a guilt I still haven't rid
If you would call it a performance, I wanted to play main
And now everything feels like tears in the rain...


Came thy breeze I had so longed for
Like an angel from an ancient lore
Weather was pleasant, I used to smile
There was just one number, I always wanted to dial.

Love never is easy, all did say
Be prepared at the end to give your pay
There is no telling what it would ask
For all you know the angel face might just be a mask.

Refused to believe what I had heard
I was happy flying, a little bird
With a grin, my life I would have lain
Dint know then, they were just tears in the rain...


Leaves of autumn over ride my spring
Memories of love pierce my heart, they sting
No mask now, I see my beloved's deceit
In this game called love, I face my defeat.

Fame, Glory, Power; were they really worth it
Threads of life tearing, bit by bit
What do I hold on to, now that everything is lost
Blazing above is the sun, yet I feel the frost.

Played all my cards, have nowhere else to go
On a boat, where there are no oars left to row;
Is this how I end it all, on a busy lane
Else am I to continue, and feel my TEAR'S IN THE RAIN...