Uninhabited

Sometimes a person standing in front of the door
To be my occupant
Sometimes a person standing in front of the door
To say goodbye to me
Sometimes people also were replaced with another
Sometimes the person is not gone forever too.......

But .... what I'm feeling now
Nobody wants to be occupant
Silence .... very quite
Now there's only me
I'm just the rooms lined floor and covered with a roof

So also in my heart
I'm a lonely heart ..... no touching of another person
They do not love me anymore
They are selfish .... take to the road
My heart no longer inhabited .....
Don't know how long .....

God, give me someone who loved me
Who would accept me as I
Accept me when the joy and sorrow come
I hope God heard the silence of this heart

created by : Attiya Nur A.