What Words Can'T But A Few Notes Can.. Poem by Varun Rao

Sun has laid out pink,
Carpets for nights honoring.
Dusk be the moment,
A dark slowly falling.
Watching over the coconut trees,
I hear dreaded words breathing.
Words and breaths,
A knotty chest whimpering..

Say! You know not what to.
Try! you know you have to.
Compose! It is better if brought to.
With words can you express but?

Peace I find when words can't but a few notes can.
When words can't a few notes can...