Call of a Suicidal

November 28, 2008
By Shahbaz Alavi, Topi, ZZ

I think my life has always been abyss
My feelings crushed times one too many for a yes
Yet my dreams perished, I am a mess
I kept waiting but no one did confess
Call me blind or maybe its selfishness
My arms stretched out against air caressed
When now I stand on the roof-top hopeless
Ready to jump and let the soul undress
I hear a whisper, a ballad of callousness
Can’t love you, I am a Hollywood adulteress


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