There is a constant ballad
by malini kadir
Within; with music and my emotions
What to say of the absent lad
He has set my heart into a dance
Willful made an exit
Walked away he without a glance
I drift into a rift
To write poetry
Will things ever change swift?
Nope; He enjoys his power
Loves to in my heart tower......
So knowing distance adds to the fever.......
He keeps his heart's door shut tight
Bolts his mind with principles tall
Setting a ballad in my heart with emotions light!
Will this lad ever be friendly?
Is it the music the dance or emotions
That are more actively deadly?