Beneath the stars, that danced
To the song of the Silent Night.
Shivered to the cold, that raved
In the long Winter Night.
I try to sing a song,
With the verses unknown.
The song of the Silence,
For I can speak no more.
I try to dance to the music,
With the beats unknown.
The Music of the Soul,
For I can walk no more.
I try to love,
To the feeling unknown.
The Language of the heart,
For I can feel no more.
I ponder in the darkness,
With the destination unknown.
For answers I search,
To the questions unheard.
And I ask myself,
What is that I do?
Tangled in this multitude of confusion,
To the conclusion unknown.
'Never give up, kid', They said
And neither did I.
With a little hope,
I looked forward for a little miracle.
But, confused I am now
For the hope started fading
For the unknown still remained mysterious
And that I started giving up.
To the feeling unknown.
The Language of the heart,
For I can feel no more.
I ponder in the darkness,
With the destination unknown.
For answers I search,
To the questions unheard.
And I ask myself,
What is that I do?
Tangled in this multitude of confusion,
To the conclusion unknown.
'Never give up, kid', They said
And neither did I.
With a little hope,
I looked forward for a little miracle.
But, confused I am now
For the hope started fading
For the unknown still remained mysterious
And that I started giving up.
- Ajay Kontham © 2013
P.S. : I just loved the starting lines, but don't know what went wrong in the later lines. They lost the appeal that I wanted to showcase. Sigh. The title should be more apt if it consisted of something like unknown or no more, I think I used then rather too many times.
Awesome poem! Yes, I loved the starting lines and later lines seem fine to me. Your mind wanted to something across and that didn't come right leaving you unsatisfied.
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Keirthana :)
Thank you. :)
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