Among the crowd,
With everyone loud,
Yet silence within,
That echoed deep in.
We talk everyday,
But it feels like strangers,
Talking on random days,
So close yet far away.
In the silence space,
I'm thinking of your face,
A word or two, a day,
So close yet far away.
The gap between us,
Filled with silence,
Bottled emotions,
But no signs of it.
I'm stuck here alone,
With no one ,
Does it not have an end ?
I miss you my friend.
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Lost In Dreams
Poetry"Poetry is when an emotion has found its thoughts, And thoughts have found its words." - Robert Frost I tried making this insanely beautiful description which attracts reade...
