Mohammad Jazim

Tormented stones

1–2 minutes

Every word unsaid heard 

Every hope built broken 

No home left in this city

Running from my ownself

Pain more painful 

Promise made to myself

Silent eyes speak none

Words have no meaning 

Secrets of this broken heart unsung 

Life is there , yet its not life 

Every question tormented with stones 

Again saw her ,tickling past smoke in their eyes

Not like me , get sadness in emptiness

Again memories dusked to dream

Every hope built broken

Every word unsaid heard

Running from my own love 

Burning flames yet catch fire.

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