Be kind

Lot's of thought

Brews in my mind

When i just rewind the times.

Stories of certain sweet crimes

Comes in line

Having the same

Patterns and signs.

Alas! They have

The same end

In their timeline.

Oh ! will you

See their glimps

In my mind,

How they encroach

My benign.

"...with fragile smiles

and dewey eyes,

silent heart

doesn't wants

to say goodbyes."

Do you see

My friend

Why I grind

Those story line.

Yet the words

That i find

Respond nothing

And becomes blind.

I guess

They want nothing

But to be kind.