Sometimes I feel <br />I have lost something <br />Creeps in the sense of <br />Crumbling devastation <br />In the heart I feel empty <br />After looking around <br />Nothing is found missing <br />This is the apprehension <br />The psyche envisages <br />The pitiful condition <br />What will be ……… <br />After losing the love one.<br /><br />Abdul Wahab<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-the-psyche-envisages/
