Words Unsaid - ZorbaBooks

Words Unsaid

Everyone talks of death.

The urge to escape and run.

You tell me there is no will,

I tell you there is always a way.

No one belives the other,

Just another random words were said.

You won’t understand you say,

Nor will you me I say.

Random words our safety net,

To break the awkward silences,

The attention from ourselves.

I hope and pray for strength.

You say you found your way,

your will to do still away.

I tell you keep fighting, don’t stop, not yet.

So lost our days into the midst,

Analyzing and thinking,

The meaning of life and death.

How to live life if we are busy,

micromanaging every aspect?

Everyone talks of death,

The talk of how we live gets buried alive unsaid.


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  1. Very very nice

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