Face to Face

My life is an open bookKnown to allThe telltale tales The turbulent troublesThe constricting constrainsThe depleting weaknessesThe fleeting revelriesThe prolonged aloneness But have anyone ever read My silences ? Beneath a carpet of dying ashes The still smouldering cinders ?The untimelyUnreasonablyMerciless, shamelessBoundlesslyHurtling all barriers Sudden Crashing, tumblingTorrents of downpour ?The one and onlyRooted witnessYet silently spect...

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