This poem is all about the heartbreak
|My head is just spinning because of the sorrow:
Which just cringes me all the way wide to narrow;
I don't know how can I depart it from me,
Which is alive in the depth of me in a high degree.
My all sorrows start and end on him:
But, I don't know why he is so on grim;
And can't able to see my heart's wrench,
Which is always smolder never quench.
But he never cares just does what he sees better:
Never deems, it puts me on the tray of slaughter;
Just thinking about himself as a selfish creature!
Leave me alone by all of these pains to endure.
Composed by Urooba Fatima.