Heart has run dry and so are the eyes

Tears no longer shed themselves

Smile refuses to light up

Ears long for the voice, which never called

Engulfed in a dark blanket are my dreams, which long to bloom

Road to happiness seems jammed

Rivers flow but not briskly as the wind blows against

Even the sky appears to be submerged  in sorrow

For its stars twinkle and deny to sparkle

STILL

There's a glittering ray that promises to regain the golden period

And, is the only alive hope for this ailing heart :(