CRYING HEART
Amidst my life hurdles
Heart Struck by yesterday's forlorn
Today I'm nurturing anguish
With the fear of loving again
In the night of my loneliness
She crept in with the wind
Like a bizarre thief of the time
With her sweet song of lullaby
I gave her alone my lonely heart
For I want her to stay in my life
She said, poet are mad of their words
Like a missile, waiting to explode in Jupiter
Nothing to offer, but a cottage, full of books
With a mind like a market, crowded with words
She left, slamming the door on my face
I fell down and wept out my life
She threw my heart on the street
For the dogs to feast and gratify on
Now, I'm picking up my broken pieces
And my lip, singing song of lost love
©® Jamiu Ahmed
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