When the sound of silence engulf my loneliness
The last symphony melts down in emptiness
The stars forget to shine bright
The full moon looks indifferent in cold eye sight
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The memory breaks the threads of garlands Of hopes and dreams Of sorrows and grief Of promises and words. it is beautiful treasures and one must live it. one can look back and feel contended with it.. lovely poem....10 read mine... all trains stop here.. mary to marry
This is lovely, Great crafting, Love your long poem! Cat