Thursday 30 April 2020

A body with an empty soul.

A body with an empty soul,
World didn't accepted whom as whole,
Mind and heart aren't in control,
A desolated heart whose rhythm was stole.

My world was stormed with sorrow,
Pierced my body with bow and arrow,
From love, abundant pain ‘I borrow’,
Yet living in the false hope of better tomorrow.

Darkness fortified my soul,
Misery was as my dole,
I was never loved only left with condole,
I wanted to hide myself in a larva like a tadpole.

I am a carcass,
And this destructive life is ceaseless,
Entirely filled with blackness,
As if I'm a tragic play’s actress.

Waiting for the steed,
Who will take me away from this bleak,
Will rejoice under the tree in the cold breeze,
In my heart all that love will freeze.

Now from this life I'm done,
Lost all the hope, now has none.
Waiting for the bright sun,
One day my new life will begin.

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