"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

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