the poetic note III

   

Despite having the eyes, I can’t cry,

Holding all the pains, I can’t scream;

All can I do is hold on & stand still,

And let it go, as it is.

Standing upon the grave of mind,

Leaving all the wishes and desires behind,

Ready to dump the dreams so dear;

No one to see, cry and hear……..

                                                                                            July 4, 2011