497 Poem by Nalini Jyotsana Chaturvedi
497
The louder
I laugh
The deeper
I hurt
The softer
My smile
It's bliss
I am stirred
The froth
Of high tide
Destruction
Does ride
Vessels
Are afloat
Quite seas
Do not gloat
It's silence
Not words
Hearts voices
Unheard.
Nalini
Thursday, February 2, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
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6/2/2024 6:59:10 AM # 1.0.0.1119
the algorithm of sadness is well-designed by you in your touching poem..which only u can understand...