A STAINED SOUL
A STAINED SOUL
What will you call me,
Dawn or dusk,
or maybe someone far away from worldly lust.
Whom so ever I may be,
its only love that I am not able to see.
But let me tell u I am not blind, it’s only love that I am not able to find.
Faded in the hues of world
I often feel I am lost.
Well I am a result of my situations and I have challenged a god’s creation .
I don’t have tears because they make me weak,
But I have a voice by which I shriek.
Sorry I have no emotions
as I am a product of my situations .
Amid this girl stands a soul ,
Ditched by people and mocked by whole.
I have a broken heart to fix,
And I want someone to hold my wrist.
In the darkness,
I try to find a beam of light
But I often carry with me fright .
In the hope, I walk all day
That a time would come when I would be loved by strays …
