Her Change of Heart
Deep in your eyes when my gaze flies i feel,
Sometimes rain sometimes a river speaking.
Sometimes a night whispers something so still,
And feel someone a man like me seeking.
Over the years some of the stars faded.
Some of the doors meant to open stood shut.
Some hope and dreams lay by the streams jaded.
words that I bled screamed in her head, oh but !
The trees and wind tells me, "rescind, move on".
Memory pearls can't be hurled callously,
oh How can I, pierce a sad sky forlorn.
She's moonlight green gentle valley breezy.
Now She's a dove, clouds way above my soul,
flowers on dirt, her change of heart, will call.
(01.12.2022)
Copyright © Marshall Iftekhar Ahmed | Year Posted 2022
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