A story of hearts did a poet once weave,
Two hearts together, under the same roof did rhythemically beat,
Playing the tones of innocent love ...
Creating the music of affection!
But eventually time made them bleed...
Tears of anger and unattended greed!
Creating unknown distances ... slowly tearing them apart!
Each wept a suppressed tear for the other,
With soulful belongingness gushing immidiately under!
Covered with a skinny layer of howling anger
Creasing their seamless laughter!
Each knew the pain,
Each knew, the other bore a teary strain.
But none of the hearts were so firmly concrete,
To wipe the droplet off the other's cheek!
And so, in the noisy scilence do they weep
Unattended... Seemingly unseen....
-Angel Pandhi
