pitter patter, pitter patter...is it the rain or i hear myself,
pitter patter, pitter patter...is it the pain piercing itself,
holed inside my heart deep where none can see,
i see my pain weep and tears i see fall silently,
i have no place to hide me from pain that's my own,
jitters i feel, fear that brings, creeping down my bone,
hush, says the air, lest somebody hears silent tears,
hush, they say and call me weak, i am weak and hence i cry silent tears.
1 comment:
< nice poem , keep it up >
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