a lonely heart

a lonely heart

a lonely heart
doesnt like to beat alone
it requires someone
whether in person or over phone
its pains and sufferings arent few
it has toiled in hardships new
it now lies vacant n hollow
without a single soul left for it to follow
it cries and sheds tears
like a newborn prickled with a thorn
it weeps for dreams it dreamt
many of which are still unborn
seeing such a wounded heart
even the sun may cease to shine
dont be sad if you ever get to know
that heart is MINE