Thursday, 16 November 2017


Too much to ask
 Carrying  so much in my heart,
I move alone in my path,
With the burden of words,
Dancing day and night,
Why really you part?
Did you ever thought of me once?
How I spend my nights?
How lately my sun rise,
How the seconds bite,
Uff! Every day I end of questioning me,
Why I think of you,
Why not I hate you?
Stifling and pinching me inside,
Like a robot I perform my duties,
But if ever I meet you in the world of proliferation,
There is too much to ask………

1 comment:

  1. Small n nice, beautiful as well but I wish you to procced towards rhythm as you were in last one. You can do it with your skill. Please care for rhythm.