Eyes shed tears, lips curve for a smile 
Heart beats slower, thoughts run fast.
Steps get heavier, hands refuse to move

Nay!

Not a stroke of heart or lymph
It?s a break! A break in heart of love...
A shock greater than the quake

Devastation greater than the war?s
A pain much sharper than the wound 
Of a shrapnel or a knife stab into the heart.

Aye!

It?s the pain of the soul.
It?s the pain of being sole
The song of a painful soul

Left to the mercy of memories
With moments to smile 
And days to shed the tears

In loneliness... in solitude.
Which I shall live 
For years to come with a smile 
  And pain in the loved corner of my heart!