Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Strike Three

I heard a shudder, a shutter then a shatter...
Heavy was the show? A rock with a bow...
Its came so hard & it struck so fast,
It got me surprised & puzzled at last...

Our love was so created, shapeless and crated..
We didn't do it ourselves, why are we so treated..
We couldn't be the way we start, 
The thought itself was a shot at my Heart.