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 It's empty here in the Valley of Heart

Why It feels hollow here again, when I did my part.


Too many times did I expose myself to the world

Or was it that I was naive, blinded or the truth got blurred?


The scorching sun was giving me shade.

Was I a fool to choose a path with blade?


It's dark here, in the lane of smiles.

From where I see, now the happiness is nowhere seen for miles.


Was it too many times I put my trust; thought we could walk a little far?

Was it my mistake that, I am left only with too many scars.


I will wash my sorrow with the ashes of your remains,

Or is it that I am going to get strangled in those piercing chains.


Why there is a constant repetition of similar stories

Or do I have to make peace with all that has no glories?


It's empty here in the wide blue sky.

It feels without wings, while the heart craves to fly.


It's fading here, while the oasis starts to dry.

It's breathing the last breath while the eyes have forgotten to cry.


By Sanjeevani Keshav