Shattered

Words scattered.
                                    Images shattered . 
                                      Letters spread all around .
                                        Some fly away ,some lay dead on the ground .
                                     I call them . 
                                 They never come.
                              I stretch hand to reach.
                       All I got is a Soundless Speech.  


 27 /10/2021
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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