The Silent Smile-Mty
THE SILENT SMILE
The air chaotic in cacophony,
my breath-starved lone life
writhes in stifling agony,
I suffer mute in the strife.
At the fall of gloomy night
when I can no longer roam
the blind alley of dour blight,
despondent, I return home.
There your silent smile I see,
that’s what is more to me.
June 25, 2019
Contest : More To Me
Sponsor : William Kekaula
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2019
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