In the noise of silence, lies my soul
Trapped smeared and cold
The sand of deeds is slithering through
Churning and burning into gold
Soft are the touches of wind of seduction
Hushing whispering stories so bold
Shades of skies in flickering lights
Chasing Grasping the sight, behold
Pious are the waters of distant moons
Quenching comforting inner holes
Sinister Paths of the clouds run amuck
Trying and testing sun's resolve
Cries of the mountain in taller space
Reaction reflection of my own call
In the bright of darkness lies my soul
Latent Dormant power untold
Thanks :)
Appy
