The strange whispers and the silent nights
The moon, stars and a thousand lights
Loneliness, strangely; never left alone
Treads on memories that life now owns
Questions are raised and silenced by the mind
Rendered futile by a past left behind
Silly love traps, painful heartbreaks
The silent night recounts all aches
And yet it smiles, often as if it were mocking
The mind that thought life was rocking
The playfulness, the innocence, the wrongs, the rights
The strange whispers and the silent nights
So I lie in bed and think it over
Of how life gradually makes one sober
Through uncontrollable laughs and helpless tears
Memories that might not fade in years
And I fall asleep, despite my will
To think about dreams I didn't fulfill
My eyes shut, as voices in my head fight
Through the strange whispers and silent nights.
very nice….keep it up
beautifully lettered…T
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