What Should I Tale Poem by S.anas Hussain (altair)

What should I tale.
About the ships which doesn't sail.
Of the bodies left to turn pale.
Of those storm's thundering hail. 
Or of the wounds left unheald.
Or of the heart which got frozen and sealed.
Of the words which were left unheard
Those eyes which were left with dread.
Of those feelings which never got spoken.
Or of the unfortunate one left shattered and broken.
Of those nights filled with utter darkness.
Or of soul full of evilness.
Of those herbs left to rot.
Of the gun loaded but never to shoot.
Of the illness which left its part.
Of the artists who lost in it's art.
Which led me to be a cynical.
The unshined moon hidden helical.
Of the silence which speaks.
Of the faith taking leap from the peak.
Of the demons craving for possession.
Of those people lost to the subduction.
I can't portray the throngs left with me.
I can't lay the pain bleeding, which I see.