MY SILENCE...
Would your
two luminous eyes ever fill wIth tear drops?
And your
silent gasps will become decisive life source?
And those
clouded memories that fell into the darkness
Become the
vital source of your being alive?
My
silence.... my silence....
I have
become the bright full moon of your sleeping nights,
Giving my
spirit, pledging it for you, I stood as a sentry.
Did you wake
up when I caressed you in the morning light?
You have
risen into my mind as a golden feather in my dreams.
Would my
mind ever become sluggish?
And remain
in the path of life without any swing.
Have the
teardrops now kissed your cheeks?
My soul is
yearning for you at this moment.....