HE

Dreams of the dark in the brightest of the days,

Its the silence that haunts in the noisiest of ways.

Emptiness of the ocean that kills thy heart,

Its the fear of fearless that makes him afraid.

Its the magic of slumber to the beauty of which he surrender,

Clear blue sky turns black in the sight its the thunder that breaks a fight.

Too many thoughts clogged thy mind, hardly left a place where he can hide.

Unsaid words and half written poetries, all he was surrounded by too many secret stories.

With a calm face he fought every situation with grace,

But inside thy heart he held a volcano which was ready to tear him apart.

The fire inside burned so bright, everything turned to ash whatever he was trying to hide.

Silence of world murdered those chirrpy thoughts, all he could do is to carry them across in his boat.

The plans of future went haywire in a moment, its the tornado of life that created such torment.

Dreams of the dark in the brightest of the days,

Its the silence that haunts in the noisiest of ways.

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