The corners of our love were naked and bare,
Is that not how it is supposed to be?
Chaos, rage, madness filled my soul,
Burning a fire deep within me.

To the God above the skies,
In an enclosed shell my heart lies,
To which none has the key to enter,
Except for the one who lived the longest in its center.

Will I ever get it back?
My heart forgot to follow its rhythmic track,
It drives me insane, inch by inch,
The beats are unruly and wild,
But feed my ocean with a love so different,
Calming the waves to be sweet and mild.

Oh how insensitive you are to my madness, dear lover,
At least show some sympathy for your fallen soldier?

By Aima Zaheer
Website: http://theserenespirituality.blogspot.com/