Quiet
But not quite
For nothing can be
So still and lifeless
As it seems to be.
For the leaves may not
Rustle and rattle forever
And stars may only glow
But unseen our despair seeps
And unheard our sorrows grow.
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The ABC of Life
PoetryJust a tiny little collection of words... Enjoy reading! Cover courtesy: @atroXity (I do not own any of the images)
