I Sat Down My Window Poem by Vishal Sharma

I sat down my window to watch myself being ruined to rages
the end of a story, tragically, running down from ages
the character may have a tint of cruel face of reality
and my inner core of soul whisper-yeah you are guilty.

faces may change, what with the intention
my heart now forgotten you to mention
those nights are a little bit darker now
when our bodies sublime into one and you cry wow..!

i may found my words pointless and a series of dumbness
i my eyes still search for you crying being God bless
may for you, your man may build a series of palace
unfortunetly for me and my soul, you will always be heartless..