Someday the pain would subside

The longings would reside

Hearts will stop following false hope

And the times of ignorance would never come to cope

Oh I am hurting myself

Can't do much about it to cure heartfelt

It's in the depth of the bosom 

The dissatisfaction of situations filled with emotions

I wonder where did I go wrong

What did I do to go through hailstorm

Was always devoted into prayers to get her

And now I am cut into fragments divided in layers

Stubbornness from both sides

I wonder does she feel the same as I go through vice

Tried getting in touch to find the common ground

Only to be left with hollowness in heart with undesirable sound

By Moin Uddin

From: Nepal

Twitter: rjmoin