I’m the silence of your soul..
Which never speaks…
It is just the inner peace
I long and always seek…
I am written with the ink
Of invisible hues…
Reflecting, interpreting
Your deeper blues…
I am the melody sung by
The lonely moon…
Indifferent from the presence
Of the starry boons…
I flicker like a flame of
The burning candle…
And remain at your bed-side
Since the time of cradle…
With the secret that like me
You too are alone…
There’s no one to belong to
No one to own…
I am the solitude, the shade
Of every season..
Residing within yourself
As a part of reason
In the deserts of your eyes
I stay like tears…
In the meadows of your heart
Just like the fear….
Time that you share is
Just like a dream…
It’s a flash that disappears
Just like a gleam…
I am the melancholy
Singing within every soul
The part of every being
That makes it a whole
So Sing me quite often and
you’ll never be sad…
With the presence of everyone
You’ll be glad…
SW
Which never speaks…
It is just the inner peace
I long and always seek…
I am written with the ink
Of invisible hues…
Reflecting, interpreting
Your deeper blues…
I am the melody sung by
The lonely moon…
Indifferent from the presence
Of the starry boons…
I flicker like a flame of
The burning candle…
And remain at your bed-side
Since the time of cradle…
With the secret that like me
You too are alone…
There’s no one to belong to
No one to own…
I am the solitude, the shade
Of every season..
Residing within yourself
As a part of reason
In the deserts of your eyes
I stay like tears…
In the meadows of your heart
Just like the fear….
Time that you share is
Just like a dream…
It’s a flash that disappears
Just like a gleam…
I am the melancholy
Singing within every soul
The part of every being
That makes it a whole
So Sing me quite often and
you’ll never be sad…
With the presence of everyone
You’ll be glad…
SW
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