In a forlorn night,
While sitting in the easy chair,
The weary heart moans
In sheer despair.
With eyes full of apprehensions
Awakens an unsuccessful lover
With her pain suppressed in her sighs,
Unable to bear the ruthless lies.
All her dreams scream “let’s flee,
We will soon be put to an end,
We can’t survive in such misery.”
Looking out of the windows
At the street lights’ shadows,
The eyes shed tears that fall like pearls,
With excruciating fears and unbound yells.
But the lost hopes again come back,
And softly whisper “can we leave you?
Dreams may betray you but we rack
At one point of time we return,
Healing your sore – the heart burn.”
Thousands of hopes light up the candles,
And the darkness again disappears.