A foreshadow of wrongs and woes
Broken wounds, Open dreams… it is but a
Piece of the puzzle –a day in this life.
It is no more than an empty canvas
Drenched and smeared with tears…layers
And layers of dreadful tears.
Why art thou crying?
What art thou fear?
Nay, it is not thy heart but mine that shall weep.
Why did thy begin such turmoil, leaving this already
Troubled soul coiled in the depths, the darkness
Of a profound agony…
These thoughts won’t go away… nay will they ever
Tears were meant to shed and stain…
Yet this heart was meant to live in vain…
Written by : Najeev