Silent Tears

By Syed Mohammad Ismail Quli

To love someone who cannot love you back,

A pain so deep it's a constant attack,

A love so pure, yet so out of whack,

As I grapple with this sorrowful lack.

The heartache of unrequited love,

A burden so heavy, it's like a shove,

A love that's one-sided, like a glove,

That I wear on my heart, unable to remove.

To love someone who cannot return,

A love that's unfulfilled, an endless burn,

A love that's a lesson I'll never learn,

As I hold onto a love that's now so stern.

The sorrow of unrequited love,

A feeling so deep, it's like a glove,

That fits so snugly, like a dove,

As I hold onto a love that's now so tough.

The pain of loving someone who cannot love,

A feeling so raw, it's like a hand in a glove,

A love that's unrequited, like a mourning dove,

As I hold onto a love that's now just a bluff.

To love someone who cannot love in return,

A love that's unfulfilled, a constant burn,

A love that's one-sided, a heart's adjourn,

As I hold onto a love that's now so stern.

The sorrow of unrequited love,

A feeling so deep, like a hand in a glove,

That I wear on my heart, like a mourning dove,

As I hold onto a love that's now just a bluff.

And now I stand with a heavy heart,

Realizing that my love was never in store,

As I try to move on, but feeling like a bore,

Living with the pain that I cannot ignore.

By Syed Mohammad Ismail Quli