Last Hope

By Amana J Kumar

Whispers of your unsaid words,

To this crazy heart still mean the world,

The smiles we shared now are dwindling ode to time,

When I could say you were mine,

Like snowflakes drops our ice cold last meet,

The change, the differences, the crack we couldn't treat,

The tears, the disappointment seep in like the freezing winds in winter,

It's all gone the good , the bad, the you and me,

It's no more us and we, 

Still this heart of mine wanders to lanes of the past,

Broken often I hope this is the last.

By Amana J Kumar