I have stopped talking, even to my inner self.
kept myself hidden from me, like a secret book in a bookshelf.
i have tried to speak up many times though, but not able keep up anymore,
the voices just echos in my head and my silence doesn't speak anymore.

My eyes have failed to express, when i look into the mirror.
And each time i look at myself, my spine starts to shiver.
Cause I see, the darking black past there, though the mirror reflects vibgyor,
the voices just echos in my head and my silence doesn't speak anymore.

I chase my sleeps, looking at the roof, anytime of the night,
My soul seems to be wounded masses, but the smiles keeps it showing allright.
The life Which is dooming, Seems to be the only one on a drowning shore,
the voices just echos in my head and my silence doesn't speak anymore.

This grief and gloom, Which from my past has come,
and though if i wish to love, It gives a chance of none.
Its a hope, to see someone, though fading, Chattering with me to cry and walk on floor,
Cause the voices just echos in my head and my silence doesn't speak anymore.

Bhushan _ Asaf
© Bhushan _ Asaf