Thursday, August 11, 2011

lOST

My heart suffered a near puncture,
at the depth of your indifference towards me,
For nothing could be meaner than the everlasting pain you left on me ...

The unknown

Fake did it seem,
The love so cold,
The pain so ruthless,
Meaner was you & Weaker was I.
For fake was you & real the Illusion.
The weaker I grew the stronger the Illusion.