Nothing more than this in your life, I wanted you,just to know, To understand the soul, And how much it adored you,
But you had always chide me and frown, Whenever I asked your presence,a little time from you. I never miss the rage, Of which your tides of anger used to flow, It's all about my heart, It's libra torn, Then emotions which never you cared And I never shown, Under this grey sky ,that now groans,
There my some untold feelings, Lay deep down within you, Pierced into that heart, which I lend, and some things you never bother to let go.
Inhaling the aroma of that earth, Where beautiful buttercups have now grown, I keep lamenting for the "Unfinished Love" , While the air mourn for you, Here I stand putting a red rose beside the frailing tombstone, Asking why? I'm the always be the one to suffer all alone. And is it that all, The Love? They say millions of hearts behold?.
Credits : Hassaan Qazi