Inspiration Lost..

there was a time when i knew that gesture..

every smile that was, was somewhere for me.. 

i lived in every moment, each time that passed..

because i was at peace, i had what i dreamt of... 

and the going was smooth, i was flying high..

soared over the clouds, with a sweet voice within... 

i was blessed, blessed, because my prayers were true...

i believed in everything, for my life was happy ... 

and i am today, broken but don't know why...

i live in nothingness and sorrow is my friend...

for those who i trusted, have abandoned me eternally..

and those who trusted me, i've left them way back... 

it is my fault... it is.. 

to have worshiped emptiness..   

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hamza ..