I look through the broken window pane
the surrounded vapor of the late night rain...
the drops trickling down like tears in my eyes
the thunder sounds like some powerful sighs!!
I look through the broken window pane,
And my mind and soul goes insane,
Its raining inside, revealing my pain,
Want to outburst but then sounds lame
I look through the window pane
its wet and slippery outside
my souls cursed to damnation
crucified with fake salvation
The window pane’s broken like my dreams
submerged deep in the screams
surrounded in the valves that beat hard
the pain and pane both scarred

Ps thank you Ravi for your valuable inputs... 