On the book of my fate <br />written no love, but hate <br />why to wail now, asif <br />when past is gone and <br />blured with tears <br /> <br />tenderness is fake <br />to be loved is lie <br />hopes are floating in the gloom <br />no tears left to cry <br /> <br />all wailings are silent <br />all screamings are hushed <br />the faded glass has cleft <br />with wrath it's been crushed <br /> <br />all feelings are gone <br />all thoughts are dead <br />I am no more and <br />no more I will be here<br /><br />Asif Baloch<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-more-83/
