Sonorously words swing in my ears
Long back they came in
And pinned all the senses down!
Hell lot of days passed even without a word
What a torment of silence!
It engulfed the ardor to death
With patting breath and rambling thought,
Still senseless living continues…
Just the sweet mellifluous voice
Flash in a minute into auditory
After a decade-it felt so…
Of tormenting silence
Though too objective and artificial
The penance of love eases
The penance of love eases
The flicker of joy went off in a second
The pain accumulates into a Himalayan heights
It’s a Herculean task to be artificial!
Every time the light of sight flashes on,
The light of hope flickers!
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