I see you through a lens on my heart, in my leisure,
Truthfully speaking, you are my leisure.
I don’t know why I can’t see you all the time..
I guess, my lens has become foggy with the tear at my eye’s corner.
My heart cracks without you,
But it heals after seeing you happy.
Yet, my heart tips open gushing blood,
Because you stay happy without me near you.
The heart is no more, yet the lens stays firm,
If you ever come near me……..
A Lens on My Heart
