My mirror don't deserve to see beautiful silken eyes that holds red teary reflections for you.
My graceful fingers don't deserve the effort required to keep checking for your response.
My splendid body that i give to you so freely don't deserve the undone treatment and timed passion that is inflicted upon it.
My once unperturbed mind don't deserve to be bombarded with millions of thoughts.
Thoughts about your thoughts; your number of thoughts.
My devoted time remains reserved for your every beckon, your every call without hesitation don't deserve to be side lined wasted.
My emotions sensitive self, who i am to you, personally, don't deserve communication by audience, to be a fisher of hints; feelings of insignificance creeps ȋ̝̊̅̄n̶̲̥̅̊.
Heart breaks ȋ̝̊̅̄n̶̲̥̅̊ a heart beat, fractured, crack, hopes, desires crushed.
No one's heart deserves to walk aimlessly going to war with its emotions, fighting off teardrops without relief.
My soul suffers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
I agree completely with you......No one's heart deserves to walk aimlessly going to war with its emotions, fighting off teardrops without relief. My soul suffers.