Thursday 28 April 2016

Because it mattered

Cold breeze passing my heart
Making me fake a smile, 
I realize, its Worthless a try
These curves undoubtedly illustrate, 
Nor eyes succeed to hide
Been mottled into your arms
I’d been an ice in the warmth
The grief, the unexpected one
Gave nothing but bewails in return

Mind could at least perch
But this heart!! It’s feeble
How would I? tell me how ?
Deprived of its possessor
And now, it hurts like hell 
Hell of a heaven
Dare ask me why and what for?
I am afraid, I may not have an answer
It hurts because it mattered..


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