My stars are vanished <br />since dark clouds has rised <br />my life blew away like smoke <br />without trace, in the sky <br /> <br />I reached like a blind <br />to grab hand of love <br />thorns and stones <br />been gifted for my entire life <br /> <br />Now I don't know, where I'm going <br />where I am, dream like feelings <br />are stuck in my frame <br /> <br />standing in the mist <br />of gloomy hopes <br />searching for those words <br />which did went lost <br />crying like a child <br />with no tears to shed <br />I have become that book <br />which is unable to read <br />stumbling and roaming <br />like slumdog cloud <br />weeping for those lost ones <br />with no rain to drop <br />screaming and crying <br />with no sound to hear <br />I have turned into that leprechuan <br />to whom everyone do fear <br />love is fake or do I have become fake <br />I see my appereance in mirror with full of hate <br /> <br />just falling thoughts has become <br />my companion since lonesome past <br />my present is filled with <br />black and darkened nights <br />still hope lurks for my future, that <br />I might see a glimpse of sunlight <br /> <br />no reason to live a life at full, asif <br />is what I had left <br />I have been forgotten, or <br />been forgot what I could get<br /><br />Asif Baloch<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/forgotten-88/
