Qurrathul Ain

MY CASTLE

I was building up a castle,

Of wishes and dreams,

With a little help,

From the heart and soul,

But little did I know about,

How it would be sealed,

Forever from entry,

Or even sight.

 

My castle,

That I\'ve been growing,

With much care and love,

Is demolished,

To dust and sand,

And I can see no more for me.

 

Another story,

Of love and tragedy,

Thrown away to the stars,

Unknown to the land.