Second and minute after hour.
I found that I have no soul.
Soul less.
Dark eyes like a shark seeking my next prey.
Cold blooded.
Hard skinned.
Eyes, tears flooded.
Heart breakng..
Shattered into pieces.
I could not give a damn.
Nice men finish last.
Feared the worst, now i've become heartless.
I Siddiqi 6.06.09
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You were soulless and then you decided to even become heartless, for whose benefit? Try to become whole! Regards