Friday, April 27, 2012

A scared heart,
afraid of beating,
Like a glass' broken shards,
afraid of dispersing.

It has its desires,
locked up in its core,
coz the dreams it aspires,
takes it nowhere.

The scared heart,
has no windows,no doors,
been once torn to parts,
no seed of love it bores.

Once, it got so bold,
fell in love losing control,
it flew and flew far away,
but someone clipped its wings and trapped right away.

I wish a day would come,
when it sings of love again,
but till then I keep it locked,
saving  it from undue pain.