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When Fears Sing

A morn devoid of pain But Hear well! Fear sings too It Whispers most harshly To eerie, timeless tunes

When Fears Sing

 

Caged inside forcefully

Sad heart rudely confined,

Though aches unnervingly

Solace it shall not find

Though it remembers still

Happy songs, it once heard

On a winter’s grey morn

A morn… Untouched by grief

A morn devoid of pain

But Hear well! Fear sings too

It Whispers most harshly

To eerie, timeless tunes

 

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Maryam H. Viqar
A seeker, dreamer, scribbler, reader, writing poetry as musings of a restless mind....and yes 'the sight of the stars makes me dream' too....
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