Sea Of Silence

In the sea of silence,
Is a debris of the truth
That wounds the core,
And reigns the heart.

A fight in silence,
Comfort not lasting,
Of a memory alone,
With an intense feeling.

A cry from the mind,
Of a surviving soul,
In moments of silence,
With life stiffening.

Silence echoes back,
In a desert of life,
Of a muted muse,
When life treads silently.

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Laya Sarath
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sereeeeeeeeeeeneeeeee..lovely geeemmmeeee…..

Arun M Sivakrishna
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Gudun..Intense..

Keith Wilson
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Remarkable in such clarity and strength. Your feelings and spirituality are so very strong… from the first to last line… outstanding!

Viswas Menon
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Very Interesting work…well done…keep it up

ammu sachariah
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Lovely.

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