Ashes Of Silence Poem by Swastik Pal Chowdhury

Beneath the moon my soul does weep
A vow of sorrow that I can't keep
The stars shine cold, yet never near,
They mock my cries, they scorn each tear

A hollow heart, a breaking sigh,
Each breathe a question -why? oh why?
The night is endless, dark and profound
Where hope is lost and none is found

The world moves on, I stand apart,
With shattered dreams and a bleeding heart
No light to guide, no hand to save
Just endless echoes, in an endless grave

In this void where shadows stay,
My soul decays with each new day