A heart cries out, deep is its pain
Beseeching help but all in vain
Penalised for being against the grain
Dismantles each day, with pieces hard to regain
Impaled by indelible betrayals
and tired of unjust trials
Brooding what was its offence
Maybe it was adhering to the conscience
Maybe it was being too clingy
Nevertheless,the efforts never were mingy
Maybe being naive was the fault
or trusting You caused all the assault
It implored but You tantalised
Truth loses is what it now cognised
Deeply entrenched faith got a blow
When You gave it wounds in a row
Myriads of prayers and prostrations
Perhaps were only delusions
It still loves You to the hilt
Confiding in You is its only guilt
Hitherto, it is trying to connect the dots
Though impossible is it to clear the blots
A heart cries out, deep is its pain
Rudderless and confused,has gone inane
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