[SHAYAN]

Feelings dead, feelings alive.
On love and hate these people thrive.
Tears of dismay, tears of sorrow
Bad today, and worse tomorrow.
Cries of joy, cries of sadness,
will breed hate and madness.
Bringing hopes of joyful construction
When love itself is mental destruction.
So many faces, smiling so near
Deep inside is corroding fear
Of the one you “love” starting to cheat
For life to say you have been beat.
People so happy, feelings so potent.
While deprivation chews away like a rodent.
Staying to watch the destroying sight
While you wait alone like the dead of night.
And into the void you shall venture
To find the “love” you seek,
Well, what now?
Brace yourself for what is true
The pursuit of “love” will leave you blue.
And as you hang your head in shame
Others do exactly the same
When they find out that they have failed
Just like so many of us, the unfortunate ones.