I was hit by something strong
Which made me to stumble on the ground
Entered my heart like piercing blade
Tearing away hopes thus made of thread
Hushed the howling soul and
Made it numb and lost
Gave the feelings of cold and frost
I gathered myself to look the wound
Became stoned and amazed
When I search it through
I pulled it out and placed it
On the palm of my hands
With awed and confused put a sneerful gaze
It was breathing steadily with few
Breaths of life
It was nothing but my broken
And miserable thoughts
Asif Baloch
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/miserable-thoughts/
