The Lonely And Sad Heart Poem by Muhammad Abdulgafar

Whose heart is that? I think I know.
Its owner is quite sad though.
It really is a tale of woe,
I watch him frown. I cry hello.
He gives his heart a shake,
And sobs until the tears make.
The only other sound's the break,
Of distant waves and birds awake.
The heart is lonely, sad and deep,
But he promises to keep,
Until then he shall not sleep.
He lives in bed with ducts that weep.
He rises from his bitter bed,
With thoughts of sadness in his head,
He idolises being dead.
Facing the day with never ending
Dread.