Lost

The room was lit dim

And every inch in it felt grim.

Eyes stained with dark Kajal,

And tears flowing down her cheek

She had never felt so weak

Her heart felt as if crushed

As thousands of needles pierced through it.

The pain she felt was so immense

That she laid curled on the floor

As every part of her felt sore

It constantly reminded her

That it won't be good

As she would never have him

And he will always remain her lost love.