My heart isnt at rest
may be bcoz m talking more and listening less
you showing me all the directions to move
i cannot see them from behind the presumed views
how do i say 'my wishes be fulfilled'
for this heart doesnt identify its dreams
There's a lot to be done in time
still an aspiration is missing in life
nothing really brings up a smile
nor there is any urge to cry
I better be broken as I am
for am not used to ways mended
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem