Poetry

Dints on heart
darken the den
digging the wound
and deepening abyss of pain
Hell of heavy heart
haunts you day and night
Covers of fake smiles
Crumple trampled soul
Glitters of stars growl
at the guilty mole
Trees tease torn soul
Torments tame tears
Mirror mocks at merry
Morns sow mourns
harvesting hell in the heart
Bright light belittles
barren heart
by barking at the hurts
with fangs of fire !
Neither wind of time
nor rain of tears
calm the volcano of pain but YOU!
@Rajani Mula