Pain in a heart
Which turned silent
Because of the miseries
It received
Which made suffering to increase
In a being who was silent
Yet spoke when needed to
About love and life
He was living
Which is increasing the level of emotions
Which are mixing itself
In form of unsaid things
Which are remaining silent
In a being since silence is all which is known
And left now to spread
Which only silence feels
Of a sad heart
Which has nothing to say
Only tears to shed
To lighten the pain in ways
Which are alienated
Since tears aren't understood
As an emotion
Because they are what is left
When it all turns silent.
By ROHIT SAPRA
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