You let the whispers uproar,
And silence your words,
So many nights lost,
Just waiting for you to say something.
KENZO
YOU ARE READING
UnCharted Thoughts
PoetryWithin the pen and paper lies the unknown. Only when they blend together a picture is shown. But what about the parts of my mind, And the parts of my heart, That'll I'll never find. For the wind and rain are sometimes parted, And thus Thoughts...
Silenced.
You let the whispers uproar,
And silence your words,
So many nights lost,
Just waiting for you to say something.
KENZO
