Battered and Bruised My Scars Ain’t Gonna Last. It is only Hoping from the love that i lost.
Disaster Takes it toll, Asks me to sing this ballad in “Rock n Roll”.
It is gonna be easy for me, Making her cry for what she ever loved me.
I was deluged in an illusion, Mean while she came to the conclusion, That she didn’t need me anymore.
Hey! I am not wounded or scarred but inside i am ugly and Marred.
I laugh at me in the mirror, First time i did call myself a Loser. I am not a prince so charming, Neither I am a handsome Fella!
She saw something in me when she started loving and she said forever we will be together.
Here V-r-V stand apart,
I need to be a better man, I take a new start.
I cry Honestly, Silently, Inside me and fate laughs at me. I am on my knees, I Beg and Plead.
“But All in Vain”
PS: This Poem is dedicated to my best friend Asif Iqbal Shah Aka Bean soeb.
Asif Iqbal hails from district baramulla who miserably failed in his “Mission One sided True Love”