"THE VOICE OF UNSEEN"
A chaos slumber in peace
Like a dragon in sleep
A seizure awaits
Everytime she weeps
A sad song or melancholy air
Every thing is blue when pain breathes
You are a flower yet to bloom
But gardens are not always green
Happy souls are all sold out
Nobody wants a broken heart even for free
Where are you ? Come back home
Can't you hear the call of love, the voice of unseen
Hold my hand and look up in the sky
You might feel a tear of joy soaking your cheek...
This poem is about:
Me