Unspoken Words
Some words are unspoken
Some words are undetermined…
Yet to make a start
We have thoughts to confine…
A story starts
And a story ends…
For the reasons, to live
We have chapters to append…
It goes a long way
And we cry hard for the people
Who left us away…
Even this, when does not end
We look for the broken dreams
We could have amended…
How hard is life?
Gets clear at that, particular moment
When life meets its ups and downs
And it makes to an ascent…
The story does not end here
There is left an unknown truth…
Going hard, it makes us rough
And we then complete the chapters of our book…
This is all life is about
And is all about the unspoken words
How a man learns to survive
And what he gives to his world…
© Akhand Singh, 2012 © An Empty Glass, 2012
Akhand Singh 