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The Doubtful Heart



The heart has so much to say but no one to hear it...
It brings with it those breathless days when you wait to clear it...
Sweeping away the hectic dust with the broom of faith…
The wait is long like a lazy snail struggling to bear it…
Why does the heart wish for something which has no importance indeed?
Why is there a hope of growth when there is actually no seed?
Why the roots become so numb at a point when strength is in need;
Why the hell this mind is shattered like rolling groups of beads
That hit from here to there so bad, that make the heart go numb and sad;
That shines in pain and glow in sweat,
Those reflect the despair look of fate,
These beads that once were a chain held so strong
Have lost their hope of forming that bond
Questions indeed there are some more to ask…
Answers, well that’s next to impossible task…
As life juggles through vigorous affairs,
People taking you for granted are a common share…
And the soul just goes through a new phase of wear and tear…
Every-time you doubt yourself in despair.

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