It really feels like, Someone has taken your heart out, Feeling like something heavy on your chest Sometimes, You want to yell, You want to scream, LOUDLY When you're expecting, from your loved ones, And at the end, It's a most beautiful feeling ever HURT and PAIN Because it's teaching you, Teaching you, the art of living
No-one to hurt, No-one to expect, No-one even can see your, sobbing face Everytime falling, But always learning a new lesson, Losing THINGS, and growing The thing is common, is LONLINESS, It never lefts you ALONE And most peaceful thing, is crying, all the heaviness, Flows out through, Tears
It feels so soothing, Hugging your pillow and crying
A poet is such a BORROWER, In debt, of Words Words borrowed, from solitude, Every attitude, Translocating sentiments From the wall of pain or happiness To the canvas of Poesy From history, His PAST, Always a mystery.....
A pause for peace, A pause for getting back into ourselves A pause for getting into stuffs A pause for getting out of stuffs A pause for relaxation, A pause for a while, can change something Can change your view, The history or new A pause for a life, A pause for being Alive
So take a deep breath, Stop thinking about everything And sit back, relax.... Calm your Noisy mind, Take a pause for a moment Running always, is not Okay So take a pause