Furore of the battle died
Silence of the graves was born
Cries of the war haunted the ears
Silence still haunts the souls
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A trail of escapes is all he leaves,
A path of escapes is all he creates,
For an escape into a world,
Where there is no need to escape.
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We talk less, we ‘chat’ more,
We speak less, we ‘share’ more,
We love less, we ‘like’ more,
We enjoy less, we celebrate more,
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They say it’s too far from me
I can’t, what I want to be
My reply to them is straight
I just ask them to wait
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Woken by the silence of cold night
Listening to the murmur of own thoughts
I stayed awake, waiting for dawn
Waiting to be novice, to be unknown.
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Bewildered, bemused,
I write to you.
Muted and repented,
I write to you.
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