Waited waited waited waited...,
Silence silence silence stated ...,

"I can see n I can feel ,
But can't your wounds I heal,

Some are here to restore,
The wounds given a year before
The name of some starts with S,
She doesn't love me ,she confess...

She is spending 11 days,
I'm living in her ways

Bird that makes me always cry ,
Sees My message ,n then fly ...
That bird tells me 'carry on',
Isn't ready to make me own ,
Lessons me with softy tone ,
Heart that shrieks that I'm stone
I have no words to say ,
I'm a toy ,see her play,

I've nothing make her feel,
Her blood is better than the steel ...
I can write thousand lines ,
That can make the water wines
She will still be free as bird ,
She will never like my world .
This is love that I hate ,
This is what my silence state.
Feel the power of my love ,
Made this poem but don't know how,

Don't me ask that you are cruel,
Don't me ask that how you rule ,
Don't me ask of what I think ,
Don't me ask the verge of brink,
Don't me ask that where I stand ,
Broken heart is still to mend,
If you ask me , ask me straight,
I love you, with some hate .
This is what I think of you,
Hurt me , break me and say who !

But the day Is not so far ,
You will love me in this war.
© K-11_Boss