My tired eye,
always looking for love.
This broken heart,
always looking for its shattered parts.
Someone says it right,
Some broken hearts never really mend.
This lonely hands,
always longing for her hand to hold.
Black cloud falling with thunderstorms,
but I can't hide cause can't fly now I'm broken bird.
They say love is in the air,
what's on the ground?
just my rejected roses scattered all over the ground.
Can't ask for her hand again.
I know she'd turn me down,
for I can't afford ring with sparkling diamond,
All I can afford is a loving heart.
I'm falling now with the speed of light.
This tired eyes,
Always looking for love.
Come on! heal this worn out HEART.....
© Sarsinot