The silence rules me these days
For someone has stolen my words
my laughs
my screams
my zeal to live
and my dreams
made me cry in long boring day
and haunted nights
My love is a sin and my poems are
absurd
for Someone has stolen my words.
I'm lost
I've died
I'm wrong
As a culprit
As a dead song
Nobody sings
Nobody plays
Nobody even wishes to hear
Alas!
I've neither love nor hatred nor fear
Nor a wish to be heard
For Someone has stolen my words.
:) yeah it hurts, nights become sleepless and cynical days.......
To be so hurt as to lose one's words is a terrible fate. Thanks for sharing, Lalit
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A creative and compelling composition that expresses the felling that most poets experience from time to time. Well done my frind!
Thank you very much sir....