14 October 2012
Hear it with a passion, it never complains. It gets shattered easily, yet it carries those pains.
It beats with a rhythm, a harmonious smile it radiates, Which only the lover hears and the enemy certainly hates.
It yearns for allegiance and it cringes in affliction, While highly sensitive to the arts of love and devotion.
A continuous rhythm, a beat closer to greeting death, Caress your beautiful heart, before it welcomes your last breath
14.10.2012 ©Hazera Begum
It Still Beats • Opuss № I