Lonely Path Of Silence | Neha Saru Magar
Just with an empty head,
Going in a land of noones
Being recognized and
believed by myself and no-one.
Hectic has been the world,
so does our reactions
Cannot measure your
thoughts, just known by your actions.
Fallen apart of my life,
Sitting in a bunch of flowers
Also got hurt by pretty
people because that was the
Illusion of showers.
Feels like now have come
to an end of your doubt,
It’s a lonely path of hates
though silent and let’s not
shout.
Photo by Wings Of Freedom
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