Let Us

Now even Silence has come to live on your lips,
your hazy eyes takes towards the lost exotic islands,
Sometimes even the "word" catches fire on my lips,
how will the unfortunate ever think of the kiss,
what should b said, cannot be said, thus shouldn't be said….,
so let us along with all other belongings,

Put even the words in the abyss…

poem by Sarang Mangi
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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