continously one after another wave come,
lashed over the rocks on shore.
make mark of wounds on rocks.
and gone leaving a permanent spots on the rocks.
memory flashing back to days of long past.
you came to my life
leaving me a heart of love Thirst .
wound now become big and deep like pit on rocks.
repeatedly hitting to bleeding my heart.
o my dear what's my fault?
why had you broken my heart?
©subirmitra
S