Hidden Words

Lost history Now found in scattered notes Missing words Understood in widespread records. Enjoying temporarily In the beautiful shots who knows who cheers the last sip of ... Single handedly Clap the next door Watching memories Part of other shore. People may walk The choosen tracks of yours

Voices Deafening Voices Start hurting Sounds. Narrating Stories That is forbid to Count. Repenting moments Became reasons to Bound.                       Throwing Pebbles In the drinking Bowels. Crushing Pieces Hard to Remove. Placing Bundles                                                                                                       SMRITI THAKUR In the Scattered Forest of Woods.

The Intangible Things happen No reason Behind. Touch the Corner, That lay Needless From a long Time. People Come And Go Side by Side. There are Some Who stay in Till the end of Life. Not Necessary To name them. They are Breathing Far From Tangible Things.                                                                                      SMRITI THAKUR Time Comes When Silence Fills the Words. And, You feel Complete At the Bottom of Heart!

Aching It's whittling Inside Senses fail to Realise! Asking Questions Remains Unanswered  Till Next Life!! Lamp Troubled  To brighten, Crumbled Doors Of Night! Whose Lock has Lost The expected Key In Light!! Wish to move Alone In the Way of Life. Where I Deny                                                                 SMRITI THAKUR To Recognise The image Of Mine!!  Life Bites, Again Cradling Innocence  Of Mine! Left Pieces Once Shattered In the Breeze  Of Moon-Light!!                                                                                 ...