The light of darkness,
Lurking all around,Little fingers driving the tears,
Away from the corner of the eye.
Tremendous noise,
A haunting voice inside,
A grief unimaginable,
Just the silence of the night.
Dead feelings,
Blank insides,
Something broke,
Left her bruised for life.
As the noises slow down,
The heart murmurs faster,
For now there's no distraction,
Just the dead silence ,
And a haunting night.
Well I would not say bruised for life..
ReplyDeletelet her get up and see these bruises reminding her not to let this happen again ..
Take care ..
Open letter to all Indians-Bikram's
some scars are supposed to be a part of you :)
ReplyDeletesuperb.. so deep.
ReplyDeleteso touching and painful...lovely
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