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Silences are sounds

Silences are sounds, 

Sometimes, come to listen..

They’ll bloom by fair touching you,

 Sometimes I call them home. 

They’re eager to talk to you,

Let them speak.. 

In case there is a sky here only,

why can’t I see you here..the moon and the sun,

everything is here only..

I have been holding up for you for centuries.

.Why is our deficient adore sitting here, thirsty.. 

On the wilted department of the heart 

Why do flowers blossom Talks around roses,

Notices of fragrance Why do they feel good 

You made me meet with those colors 

Which I had never met My heart is grateful to you 

Please bring back the spring season 

Fragrance this fruitless heart A story of love,

a feeling till presently obscure to me gradually strolls in. 

All my life I have lived a stranger among outsiders.

Hold my hand, let me be with you.

Allow me love you with my everything

I am yours, only your personal.

 Collected from Magazineup.com


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