Read what is writ in my eyes
turmoiled in this exist emotional storms
Stop and listen carefully to its wordless hush
tears are filled in your eyes not without a reason
listen you must to its explanation
Soul is restless, life helpless
Listen to stories of suffering unfold
What all wounds bleed heart weak
if not ready to balm , listen softly
Silently seeing the freedom of birds in flight
in the tresses of sky studded are
Shining bright stars
Why I like them-ask me
Not sure if I "d complain or accuse
but Listen to what I have to say
Complete are unconnected words of asma
Impatient to explain if you listen
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