When the heart is unaware

Of the hurting whimpers of despair

The nasty wails don't come out loud

But manage to get suppressed in a shroud

When things don't go your way

The only solution seems to vanish away

Its not the solution that scares

But the fears that follow its dares

Vulnerable desires getting struggled

Confront harsh insults ever battled

Cloak these feelings in a quiet attire

Before they engulf you in blazing fire

Poetry isn't just an art

Rhyming merely counts as a part

Disappointment,depression and devastation

Every hardship ends up at this sole station.