My Words
Feelings of silence are here to be. Haunting is silence since it totally kills the essence of being alive. Words, my words are not stirring your emotions and I feel I have failed in my expression. A block seems to have been created, I have failed in creating words to perfection. Nothing is left with me and I actually feel like a failure in many ways. Hopefully, my life will be sorted out if god grants me strength to deal with things in a positive manner. Just a slight hope remains of surviving this mess.
poem by Rohit Sapra
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