Rashid Mirza (copyrights: 28-03-22)
Only one shot
Hit your heart
You left the city
And chose a corner
No communication
Only whispering
With walls
Some questions
Some answers
But no conclusion.
Because only one shot
Hit you hard
From your dear one
Unexpected like a bad time
No energy to stand
Against the person.
Couldn’t tolerate
Made you a stone
No words, no feelings
A lifeless thing, no choice.
