Obviosly 'inspired' from the G'n'R song....

I did finally end up walking in pain
like a candle in the cold november rain

Shivering, sodden, solitary, I walked
for miles in the cold november rain

The door was locked when at last I arrived
swooning in the cold november rain

Sitting outside for hours I wailed
cold tears in the cold november rain

Then I layed down my existence forever
I was buried in the cold november rain

It has lasted a bit too long, Falaq
ceaseless, this cold november rain.....

my friend Shreyas, who is a great poet by the way, wrote me a reply which I think rhymes better.....different contex but great anyway, showing his own style of writing.....

random blurting out... its so much fun to write after a rhyme.

he looks at me, that ragged beggar

he laughs and jeers in the cold november rain

i'm a brave man, but I'm scared to face

my worst fears in the cold november rain

the splashing water, your screaming voice

ring in my ears in the cold november rain

your mumbles and whispers when we made love...

the things one hears in the cold november rain!

she broke all our hearts. now I'm equal

among peers, in the cold november rain

...and of course, once in a while there comes up something really radical... like something funny and smart that one can use in the end, ...or the epiphanic bait-ul-ghazal

i am a teetotaler, Shreyas - but this is my eighth round

of cold beers in the cold november rain