It is filled with dejection filled with
pain and sorrow
filled with silent reveries; for it is a
heart treated with scorn.
A lonesome heart it is that is
deprived of love & care. The
thoughts of the wrath of
loneliness seeps through the
veins of a lonesome heart; It begs
and cries for joy. It lost in the race
for returned love and won in the
race for unrequitted love for it
bleeds for the wrong one. Alas!
The thoughts wreck Your heart
of hearts. Depression comes
when your lonesome heart is
worn on your sleeves.............
But Your heart is free today for
you have found the rightful sire of
your heart; it is free from the
scornful vultures that prey on
your joy and pray for your
sorrow. It is free for you are
pulled from the wreckage of your
silent reveries. Now you can live
forever young with your leaping
heart.
What a beautiful relief!

Nice one me likey....What a beautiful relief!

@op nice one

Nls let's learn how to appreciate write-ups. Make una commend the op or criticise to make him improve. #no long tin

Yinky95: Nice one me likey....What a beautiful relief!

gracias

Yinkboy: Nls let's learn how to appreciate write-ups. Make una commend the op or criticise to make him improve. #no long tin

Yinkboy: @op nice one

much thanks

I loved it! especially because it ends triumphantly. nice work @Op.

Alleinad: I loved it! especially because it ends triumphantly. nice work @Op.

thank u.