I wonder if anyone wonders and prays that I exist,
If anyone would come and inquire in my cyst.
If someone would try and figure it all out in a gist,
Or if someone would make sure I exist happily amidst.
From the pits deep down,I call out to the world,I exist,
I wonder if there is anyone out there, who I was missed,
I just want to be kissed, I need the feeling to persist,
I can't resist,I am doing this deed only to subsist.
I need someone to look out for me and insist,
I take care of myself and do it, or else I will desist,
Anybody here for want be dismissed, lest the ones to consist,
No one but willing to assist,I will but take them on and tryst.
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Khamoshiyaan
PoetryTHE VOICE OF SILENCE. Sometimes silence describes a situation far better than words ever will, Sometimes a strange set of words describe paints it years later; The limits are set and broken by the words , The reticence ,muteness and reserve let out...
