HER SILENCE

27 3 2
                                    

She smiles like an angel,
Between all her disquiets.
She lamentate pearls in her bleeding tears,
She brims her desires,
With eyes full of aspire.
Her soul rages thirst,
Her smile conceal scars,
Her tortured thoughts lay among her broken heart.
Her heart was made for love,
Her mouth rapt her every verse,
Yet,
Her silent screams echoed in the empty halls.

Me Myself and SHEWhere stories live. Discover now