Poetry

Holding firmly the breath, it seems
Someone, somewhere, somehow lost his naive dream

That silence broken into a mournful shout,
When that dream turned numb, before it tend to sprout

Neither anyone cried nor even felt sad,
Living deserted, those emotions around appears dead

Eyes betrayed that shy and innocent tear
By throwing it out, inspite of that unknown fear

Smile veiled that emotion standing almost undress,
Nerves paining high, outburst hard to suppress

Silence hindered slowly as the heartbeat is going loud,
Feeling himself lonely, even within the crowd

Echo within the ears almost went uncontrolled,
When his innerself remain speechless and stood amid unfold

It says, “Every time a dream broke on earth, someone left dry
Equally a star falls and lost upon, from that dusky and thoughtful sky”


-unbound mohit (c)