To listen to the beats of a broken heart
Nobody is there with one except one’s past!
How alone and sad is that frustrated one
The song of breaths telling there is someone
For whom one is still important and helpful
In the thoughts of someone who comes to lull
Still the nature is giving one a relieving sleep
What a pain killer is it a sweet sleep so deep!
I can’t tell you how lovely one’s dreams are
How pleasing and relieving the streams are
In that one swims with the naughty mermaids
Camouflaging underwater when the death raids
One is befooling the death that’ll come at last
He will slip from present to the lovely past
A journey to youth, boyhood, childhood and infancy
And finally to a black hole the endless residency
Like a four footed animal let the one peep
Where one’s past is lying in a ditch so deep
One day one will fall from the slope so steep
For your last sight will look at the top and creep
Eyes dry, but you’ll see how a body weeps
How like a cute child an old man creeps
Relieved from all pleasures, all the pains
He’ll be neat and clean but the love stains.
How tears are changed from white to red!
No more poems your poet is now dead! !