Yet To Come

The day i feared the most, Is now yet to come, The last drop of the tear I saved for the end, Is now yet to come The Clock is now haunting, The seconds are now set to run The person who made promises for decades Is now himself stunned!! The Loud The Screams, The Loud The Nights The Days Are so frightening, and The Nights are now alright!! Rain was his season, might be it's summer? Cause the one who answered early, Is now such a late comer!! But sometimes he wonders Where was he wrong? But his mind's bell kept ringing Saying you weren't strong Strong not to hold, the promises you made But all of them, are meant to be kept along The shadow of his, has now held his hand The single tear which was left, got dropped Came into real form, (-"Wait, is it sand?? Don't you pretend!! I've came to met him So call me my friend") -"You've been too late" Said by that person dumb Cause the last words he wrote for Were now yet to come!!