My Burning Soul

By Fatema Rajkotwala

My hands and feets have turned cold,

But my body is warmer.

My heart is sinking and it's getting old,

But my soul's a charmer.

There's something that I feel weird...

About this day.

I feel, I haven't been heard,

But I've nothing either to say.

My mind screams,

And my eyes cry invisible tears.

I've a million dreams,

But I can't get over my fears.

Now; my body's turning blue,

But my soul is still on fire.

I don't really know how to get through,

I sit in a dark empty room, with no living desire.

By Fatema Rajkotwala