The Sulking heart

While being surrounded by the breeze
Above me lies the roof and beneath it lies the proof.

Sitting there with a brain which was open
and beneath was the heart which was broken
while the arms supporting the knees ,
which are resting restlessly
Along with the back propped up to the door behind.
Where sitting with dismal questioning face without anyone's trace
Where the lips and eyes have a lot to say but can't in dismay.
Where inside the heart sulking down with tears in rage and dismay..

In the middle of around the trees slightly breezing more with a sway
As if trying to take my sorrowing thoughts away
As the thoughts deepening more.
The more it sulks down which is felt to the core.
Where the back was propped up to the door,
where the secrets were lying behind
being the reason my thoughts crossing over
with the heart sulking down even deeper
as the secrets were disclosing more over,
with the truth being something else.