Something was smouldering inside,
Since several dark nights
Tossing and turning about,
Desperate to come out
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..you have been able to paint that picture of hopes..by setting free these few hundred birds..called as words... ..silence was your color but i would say that writing was your roar.. ..lovely..keep writing Shivani..
Silence has got a color.it adds a new dimension to your work.
Silence is my color painted all over Deep and blue like the sea can't set them free! One day I'm sure They'll rest with me These lines brought tear into my eyes....! Heart touching I liked the poem. Please read & review some of mine too.
grt poem....grt lines....grt rhymes.....grt imaginations..... evrthng z grt abt this poem....kp writting....
A dream, some hope, or pain or desire? I laughed, and moved on but, Cries were getting higher Aaah! They hurted, I was a liar. Nice lines!
Such strong words... Thank you very much shivani for sharing this poem...