By now,there has been no clue,
No hope that she will look back,
No way out,I weigh efforts,however,
May be,someday,something strikes her heart!
I know,you don’t make the whole world,
Nor can I,but little I ask for,
No doubt,is enough to live on,
May be,she shall want me to feel her pulses!
Why blaming her if I can keep my nerves,
Till the sky sprays pristine showers,
Cupid shoots delirious moans in tacit voices,
May be,we shall go to the wonderland tonight.