The Silent Zone

Past the firework
Is reached the silent zone,
Deadly barren and dark
There you are all alone.
It's the land of winter night
Where lies the grave of summer tale,
You cry over them in the fading light,
Dusting memories that stubbornly pale!
The frame you carried with such pride
Is soon turned to a wrinkled heap,
Leaving for you no nook to hide
Except your cold heart to silently weep!
A fearful calm stalks you like your shadow,
Leads you into the abyss of silent zone,
Despairs inside you mercilessly burrow,
You know you were all along alone!

poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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