Have you ever thought me?
‏The adversity of my life.

‏For my curiosity, ‏my love, ‏and my sacrifices
Does that ever mattered to you?

‏The wounded soul of my body.
‏Cuts and scraps of strikes,

The irony smile of my face.
‏The thunder of wounding clouds in my heart,

‏How could I feel and react to these?
‏Have you ever thought about me?

‏My Love is coordinated and triangulated,
–Expectations, ‏Trust, ‏respect and worth,

‏A cycle of hope continues,
‏The rise of sun welcomed,

‏The glory of moon leads the way,
‏A cycle of hope continues,
‏An unrequited love,

‏But you made me realize: ‏I was too much to you_
‏The sun sets off, ‏the cold air,

‏Broke me and kill me again and again____
‏All of that have devastated,

‏Now, ‏I am the photon in a double slit
Just empty, ‏no happiness and no sadness.

‏The walking dead without blood
Without the feels,
‏Have you ever thought about me?

‏Have you ever thought about me?
‏The adversity of my life.

‏For my curiosity, ‏my love, ‏and my sacrifices
Does that ever mattered to you?

‏The wounded soul of my body.
‏Cuts and scraps of strikes

The irony smile of my face.
‏The thunder of wounding clouds in my heart,

‏How could I feel and react to these?
‏Have you ever thought about me?
© Muhammad Awais