Silence is knocking at my heart
My brain is trying to keep me apart.
Friends' faces have faded
And they have gone much ahead
Now every thing is like a dream
I am enjoying a silent hymn.
TIME is passing with a smile
And will never wait for me for a while.
I am waiting with brush and colours
To paint their faces as I remember
But my eyes are full of tears
So I have erased them for ever.
My soul is resting in that silence
In the deep dark peacefulness.
In life there is no going ahead or staying. Ewing...but I do get your gist...paths that once we thought were ment forever diverge and we loose touch....are these tears of sadness or shear remembrance. Lovely work.
Before erasing the faces of your friends you should ask them whether they have ignored you or you ignored them. An impressive poem.
'Friends' faces have faded And they have gone much ahead' - By this, did you mean your friends have died, or they have departed from you to a distant place? What did you mean by the word - 'pacificness'?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Face of a true friend is never faded, friendship is immortal.