We may not be perfect but we know that we could
At least try
To fix the words unsaid half phrases misunderstood
And then we cry….
We may not be happy but we know we would
If no one ever die
And dreams would let us fly
and music makes us dance
and then we touch the sense
Untouchable, unknown
The words and thoughts not shown
Feel damned and cursed and then
Remember words and thoughts
And know
We could be happy, if we tried
But silently we only cried….
Comments
Bala!! tnx!
lovely poem! well said. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks for reading and for all the comments ! :)
touch the sense of
Untouchable, unknown.....................This is ELEVATION, when it is achieved, there is no
sense of sadness or happiness.............but the subject is imbibed with a divine light.
Lovely and pretty awesome poem.
Thanks for the share!