Gloomy Day

Now I walk,

With some fellows and,

Wish them hellos,

Morning till Night,

Fill their hollows with some adores,

But,

It would be a Gloomy Day,

When I will be bathed,

And dressed in some fine clothes and

Will be lying to the best bed.

I will be hounded,

And my fellows will follow,

Just up to the place

Wishing me Goodbye, and that,

They will disappear,

Leaving me alone.

It usually happens,

Dark hems in, vacuum enables.

Tears and fears none will be there,

Even my lover, to save my deceased.

It would be a Gloomy,

A Gloomy Day