Good night ...
Wet night...
The rain plays drums
By dropping
The diamond little pieces
In its spite///
The buses' polished side
Makes my attire soaking
By turning their 'bodies' to the right ...
The drivers overlook
me walking down
the rainy street ...
Or just don't give a chance :(
My lonely heart beats under
Tacky gown
And only sodden moon
sends me its fuzzy glance