Valentine Or Vacant Mine Poem by Samir Roj

All the season passes by,
Month, days, year passes by,
I'm the innocent or obscure
Nothing seems changing neither day nor night
Coz my rebel heart always burns inside
Once & many time comes and goes
There grows spiny thorn in Garden ROSE
I see many faces glowing around jest
All tired target were my best
Only wish for her who never meant for me
Like died nightingale;
Near white rose
Nearby little sprinkle goes
Making rose red for piercing little heart
Oh! She doesn't know my valentine thought
Wanting nothing just success of love;
Which many valentine chop
Red blood clot in my hand, drop on the way
I throw RED rose in the grave with coy
So I always remain a boy
My bone ache, heart burns; muscles tears
In the eve she cheers
With all hell and heaven;
Angle efface my name from pearl stone
As there is no love tone
I see now it just child game fun
I'm dead as you nightingale
As all my valentine fail;
So it's just vacant empty heart fill of ash
From birth to death ramble in dash! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !