ask not the heart for it shall grieve
having seen the seeds of love germinate
only to get burned down to ashes.
ask not the eyes for it shall weep
having encapsulated an imagery of your visage
only to be washed away by the blues.
ask not the mind for it shall trouble
having woven a beautiful tapestry of dreams
only to see them shatter all around.
ask not the soul for it shall whine
having attached itself with strings of emotions
only to have them pulled away.
ask not the words for they shall blabber
having poured in ink, the best to their forte
only to fail in reaching and making themselves heard.
ask not me for i will remain silent
having tried my best to give in my all
only to find myself in the throes of despair..