Where love only ends in pain.
All relations are deceptive.
Its all in an aggressive game of living.
My heart is still burning like a volcano as it hardens to be a stone.
I am trapped in a whirlpool of shattered feelings.
When my life is filled with tears, where is the scope for me to feel bad?
When tears fill my life, where do I stand?
Who mean to whom in this world?
Where love ends only in grief.
All relations are deceptive.
Its all in an aggressive game of living.
I was nurturing a few gently relations, nesting them in my heart.
My heart broke destroying them all.
I am left only with debris of memories to weep on.
Having a heart that can feel is not a boon.
Having relations close to heart is a curse.
I am angry with myself.
My anger is like the fire burning in the direction of wind.
I can’t reach the shores of my dreams.
I don’t deserve to be in any relationships.
Who mean to whom in this world?
When Love is only ends in pain.
All relations are deceptive.
Its all in an aggressive game of living.
I sing my own lullabies that hardly sooth me….
How long do I run to fetch water from an oasis?
Who shall help me like an umbrella in the hot sun and rain?
Loving is a crime that made my life a burden to myself.
The separation distances will never change now.
I give up myself!
Why am I waiting in the dark for light?
When I don’t have a language to express my sorrow.
Who mean to whom in this world?
Where love is only ends in pain.
All relations are deceptive.
Its all in an aggressive game of living.
My heart continues to burn like a volcano hardening to be a stone.
I am trapped in a whirlpool of shattered feelings.
When my life is filled with tears, where is the scope for me to feel bad?When tears fill my life, where do I stand?
