"Unsaid"
I can't really say it,
Or ever really make it,
This life is so messed up,
When it has no conclusion.
These unsaid words,
Shall remain unheard,
But it yearns for life,
Your love.
We both know the truth,
But you leave it unearthed,
And now it's killing me,
Burning me deeply.
Maybe we'll never know,
What will happen to the seeds we sow,
The hopes and dreams I left,
What life will it have?
Now that you're taken,
I have been broken,
And maybe we shall never know,
What would have happened.
Nothing I say or do,
Will make anything happen,
I feel it soothing me,
The end of it when I yearn for you.
MAZHAR
24 JULY 2002