The dreams of yesterday linger,
They mock and torment my
Sad shattered shell,

You whom I loved, you torturer of my heart,
You violated my pure love to one I truly loved,
I thought the very angels themselves gave you innocence,
The red rose your deliciously curled locks and lips,
The early morning dew your sweetly curved body,
The delightful sky your eyes,

But...

This heavenly beauty was skin deep, you
Lied, despised, cried, tried
And succeeded in the burglary of my heart,
Many innocent hearts have you stolen thief,
Do you never think of
The train of pain
You have made me a passenger of?

I am not alone on my lonesome journey,
There are many others,
Your victims,
One way ticket to Nowhere,

Oblivion.



©Rangzeb Hussain