hit by drama
PAIN…
that i could not endure
keeps haunting my poor bruised heart
longing for something out of nothing
waiting for something that will never come!
my heart bled with hope..
if only the sun shots itself down
i’ll be glad to make its pyre
down the cold grove of the valley
of cimmerian waves that never come..
o peace!that evaded me!
please waft me in your breeze
look at me solidly in the eye
to calm this flighty, driven heart.
that asks everything from nothing..
if only eyes could bled what the heart’s mirrors lies
if only tears could seep from pores kept in eons shut
if only heart’s aches could beat a river’s winding ways
if only anguish is heard from the sky overhead
if only… if only…
four slow months has but gone by
but still, this heart refuses to forget
trying hard was not on doubt.
but the heart is…
the heart is…
damn!!! ’tis what life is?
a life full of gnashing of inner pains
of hopes found untrue
of heartless lovers unheeding you?
if that is real life?
God, what is happiness???
