In search of happiness I found death.
In rythms of life ,I was left with melody of nothingness.
In heart wrenching pain , I found the way to escape.

I was quietly sitting on the pile of my sorrow,
as if you can't fall off a cliff .
Blissfuly getting wounds as if scars doesn't matters.
Sky of havoc and depth of screams,
founding fake hopes and loosing dreams.
You are telling me to smile?
no, again I will weep!!
Frustrating it sounds but scary it seems.
Oh deary clouds and teary eyes
I won't say it'll heal,
but I feel ,
I won't feel anything, anymore.
© ---AFNAN SIDDIQUE .



.................No one knows the last word......but the pen feels it................