this silence is just killing me
no one is here in my side,
to quench my pain of soul
But I must be on my way alone
holding those saddest memories,
that always breaking my heart….
I’m almost dead this way
No hope is left for me here
All the doors of hope,
Is just being closed before me
They’re all moving away from me
When I want to touch them
So you can never pacify me,
Nor can heal my wounds
I’m an unknown to my life
Nor have reknown in my life
Can you touch my pains?
Can you be mine for a moment?
This silence is just killing me…..
I put myself out of sight from you,
And so I lost my shadow forever
Like a lost soul I wanted for peace
Wish me now”Rest in Peace”
I’m almost dead without my hopes
Here I sigh for a breath
Can you give me a life again?
Robert Frost
(1874 – 1963)
William Shakespeare
(1564 – 1616)
Maya Angelou
(1928 – 2014)
Pablo Neruda
(1904 – 1973)
Emily Dickinson
(1830 – 1886)
Langston Hughes
(1901 – 1967)
Rabindranath Tagore
(1861 – 1941)
William Wordsworth
(1770 – 1850)
Shel Silverstein
(1930 – 1999)
William Blake
(1757 – 1827)
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