Scars Of Love

This night is a witness To my agony and pain The restlessness And to the childish act Where petals are scattered Around me When I did the counting She loves me And she loves me not With me this rose too suffered When last petal is left And I had to say she loves me I doubt then why I suffer And when last petal is left And I had to say she loves me not Then again, I think why me alone She left me to settle into the silence One upon another The layers of darkness I fear from the ground Where scattered seeds Lying to go inside But the ground is hard with no cracks She pushed me from the cloud nine And in this abandonment What do I count? Our kisses, our closeness Stillness of time Or the lifeless petals.