Hayat

Oh the beauty when two souls meet,

With cheer and smile they both greet.

But oh the pain when they depart,

Leaving one with a broken heart.

When love and hate are mixed so well,

What’s there to say and who’s to tell?

As the soul crumbles on the heart’s despair

When those you love lose all their care.

Tears run into a pool of sorrow

Which only grows bigger tomorrow

The smiles get wiped off from the face

As the heart looks for a resting place.

The mind slowly loses control;

Now unable to play it’s role

And the body falls down to the ground,

Lying there, waiting to be found.

27th June 2005