Sitting in a crowded room,
Neither happy nor full of gloom.
Feeling everything yet nothing at all,
Neither rising but not even ready to fall.
These mixed feelings are making me numb,
The emotions, I am going to snub.
I don’t feel love, I don’t feel pain,
Your endless efforts of making me your Juliet will now go in vain.
Don’t come for me; I am a stone,
That delicate little girl is gone.
– By Maroof