thoughts

Sitting alone in this room
I wonder as to what to think
The little talk of yesterday
Lingers with an ignominious stink.

We expect a life together
In spite of all our troubles
Vision of a castle of dreams,
Why is it that lies in rubbles?
Is it normal to face these
All these, in love we have,
In each promise of love my love,
To you, travails only did I gave?
Am I that unfortunate one,
Who is an attaint to love,
I wish to answer these,
No help from up above.

All this buzz of being in love,
Of life just an extended embrace,
Is it that it was just a talk?
When what lies ahead is disgrace.
In your eyes today I see,
A storm of tormenting doubts,
What bothers you now?
Is it just my eccentric bouts?
The cold air of last night
Still makes my breath feel tight
The silence of the dark sky
Wonders why I still appear so bright?

Sitting alone in this room
I wonder as to what to think
The little talk of yesterday
Lingers with an ignominious stink.