Restless Poem by Mohammad Khan

Restless



A silence, a total silence is out there,
No voice, no music, even no chirping anywhere.
The drums, the flutes, even the whispers,
I hear inside me, the sweets and the bitters.
I am restless, and all that I can’t get over.

Sunday, May 3, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: restlessness
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 03 May 2015

A troubled spirit expressed perfectly in a poem. Thanks for sharing, Mohammad. Peace

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