lonlier the sky ,
lonliest the Heart ,
Prettier the sunset ,
And the voice of silence is so high .

Silence is making loud noises in the ocean of memories ,
But only heart and mind can hear it ,
but can't say it.

Sky was full of hope ,
Every day was like a daily sope ,
Started the day with smile and laughter ,
But now everything feels like disasters .

few days were like bad dreams ,
and few were supreme ,
sometimes it was like a scary thief ,
who lives without any grief.




© Aarti