The daylight falls into Shadows and so does my heart
In the silence of darkness, tears roll down so quietly
Train horn echos from far and faints right into the chaos of my thoughts,
and the clock goes tick tock, on and on...
Everything around is silenced
but no one can hear the noises in my head.
Infinite discussions going on like infinite questions.
But out of all one question raises its voice
Loud enough to knock my sleep away.
It said,
'What have you done to your beautifully blessed life!'
—Laxmi Bhargavi Golla
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SEASHELLS [short poems]
PoezjaIf the Beach is what represents my Life, then I would name the ocean as my Feelings and the seashells as my Poems.
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