A lonely place
Never been visited
With lots of spaces
Along with some burning faces.

A long sad song
Never been listened
With the lyrics of pain
And the music of tears.

A barren land
Never ploughed again
After a drought
And no dropp of rain

A closed book
Never been opened
With its lonely letters
And some crying pictures.

It’s all about my heart
Each and every part
Till the ending from the start
It’s the story of my heart.