'The Word Of Silence' Poem by Ashesh Thapa Magar

I dropped the word of silence
That traveled;
Thousand and thousands of mile
With bare foot
Hunger and thirsty a lot
Only and only
To sound; to give sign
For someone else

It dreamed;
To make mysterious a life
To grab paradise on arm
But it fall;
On bay of...
... Curiosity and darkness...
It flatters its wings
And hardly escape from their...
Flied high and high...
But it its unfortunate
Again fall on vast bay of...
... Curiosity and darkness...

It traces the way of happiness
And vigil; it on open atmosphere
But zero on hand
Because happiness always lies beneath the darkness
'The word of silence' whispered me...
At last breath...
'All real; All real; All real...
Fire world; but classic...: '
It always echoed; evoke my though
From that day; to till now

But that;
'The world of silence' became
A paragon for me...
It curls my life...
I saw the charming face
Hidden behind the mask
It taught me the lesson about...
Dusky intelligent creature of earth.