The death of heart resulted in the death of my own consciousness,as no guilt prevailed in my soul over my wrongdoings and no sweet taste did i found over doing something good.With no life in my heart it feels like i am numb with nothing to regret and nothing to enjoy.An everlasting void with an abyss of emptiness feels in the place which is the spring of life,the source of peace and joy.Oh how did it happen how i became my own killer leaving my heart rotting inside.I took utmost care of the physical needs which my body called yet i never nourished the spiritual need which my heart and soul needed.The attachment of my heart to something fading has left holes causing unbearable pain of restlessness day and night.I am in a constant pursuit of running away as i am looking for a refugee in something temporary and dynamic.Even i have perpetrated a thousand sins yet with no sense of regret and still going with the same flow,my heart buried with the layers of my crimes have made it suffocate even in the beautiful places no solace do i found and nothing seems to calm my frenzy nerves.From all these materialistic things one relief brings hundred miseries with itself and a perpetual peace had become a dream in twilight.Bring me joy with peace and happiness with no sorrow and if there comes a sorrow yet don't bereft me with my inner piece for when the inner self is sad one sing sorrow shall shatter me apart.
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