The Silence

 

The silence inside us 

is singing the chorus

The words rhyming with a rush

like a country filling the bus

The upside of  river is reflecting 

the imaginary onus

Something left for destiny

can't change the irony

Of  the nature's tyranny

The hope will never die

but will be a nature's pie

Wondering for the loving soul

Rolling me to the brink of goal

Life is a beautiful journey

but not without a bumpy roll

Something inside hit the heart

but we put them in the rolling cart

To be away from the life chart

to heal the ultimate missing part .

-- Aditya Rai ( Daily Poetic Dream )