Love killed me by
Mohamed Fazloon
Out of sight is out of mind,
Do you want to see me or just pretending to be blind?
All out of love finding it hard to believe this kind,
I became the stranger with no meaning to define,
I See serenity and stuffiness but there is no ego to find,
I’m integrated by the shuffles of the all aspects of life,
Your love cuts me off like sharpened edge of a knife,
Why or why? Why should I cry?
Should I wait for you and wait for my tears to dry?
Why teardrops? Why hiccups? Why this mess-ups?
Oh only this senseless mind learns uncertainty to ease up,
Beyond severe rebuke or censure eliminates the love I’ve messed-up.
Shall I say goodbye love? Did I trait practicing caution?
The state of mind being excommunicated and conspicuous,
What else shall I say? Better life ahead of me with a new portion?
Love is killing everything around me so ruthless and suspicious!
Written on 08/30/2012
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