The sky looks dull <br />the wind feels dry <br />gloominess, i see <br />when i pass by <br /> <br />the trees stay still <br />and birds sleep long <br />in this town of gloominess <br />i once belonged <br /> <br />heading my way home <br />i cant find that street <br />where i carved my name <br />on a huge hollow tree <br /> <br />have they left and gone? <br />did they take my tree? <br />which i myself grew, with that little seed. <br /> <br />i call out for people <br />a passing girl i see <br />and shout to her the utmost <br />hoping she hears me <br />no one, ever replies <br />how arrogant human being <br /> <br />my heart beats fast <br />i feel lone and tensed <br />my reflection i cant see <br />and the wind i dont feel <br />people dont reply <br />and now i know why... <br /> <br />the clouds rain and shower <br />the birds fly away <br />people in their houses <br />and im on my dead way <br /> <br />where the days arent bright <br />and the star dont shine at night <br />the wind u never feel <br />and a heart not capable to heal.<br /><br />Manahil Shafiq<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-lonely-soul-2/
