Saturday, July 23, 2011

The tears

The tears in my eyes,
worsen every minute,
in this dark hour,
restless and loneliness,
pierce my heart.

The remains,
of this weak heart,
only have hope,
patience is all it possesses.

The tears run down again,
reality is always hard,
it breaks what we have today,
can't mould like a clay.

My pain is unbound,
face flushed & tired,
the dark remains,
the unknown corners,
this lonely night,
and my broken heart,
makes a bitter sweet symphony.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

A blank mind

Today I have nothing to say,
Just a blank paper ,
With my hands trembling away,
My heart pounds so fast,
Does not seem to be that important,
Because this time I am at fault.

Its just a word of apology today,
And I have nothing else to say.