Friday, 14 October 2016

My heart is burning,
I know you won't feel the heat,
Because it's burning cold.
My heart is weeping,
I know you won't hear my cry,
Because I am weeping silence.
My eyes are loosing tears ,
I know you won't see it,
Because I am giving in quiet.
My arms are stripped bare,
I know you won't see it,
Because I am holding onto loneliness.
My hands are writing poems,
I know you won't read it,
Because I am writing blank.

I am singing songs,
I know you won't heart it,
Because my lyrics are same and old.