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Are you listening to the voices
Drifting in the air of chaos
Are you listening to the stories
Etched for eternity on the canvas of sky

Shouldering the stories, of people
Would you let me be a part of it?
Burdened with the mysteries of the world
Would you share them with me?

In need, you were there as
A shoulder, to cry on
A friend, to talk to
A guide, to lead on.

Soaring high up the mighty mountains  
Gliding through the monumental cities
Sinking in the pleasant oceans
Storming across the dessert terrain 
The game you play
Hiding benevolently in plain sight
A mystery that you are
Leaving me alone and empty

The void is bulging
The space is suffocating,
It’s not the same without you
Let me be your home, your refuge.

The silence is deafening
Perhaps all is lost. But then,
Swiftly the autumn leaves crumble
Swirling and gushing, you revive the lost hope.

– Ajay Kontham [ 2015 ]

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P.S. : I have been working on this for a month, or perhaps even longer. I was at loss of words / inspiration, nah, mostly words, I mean I forgot how to use them (seriously). But I have to thank Wanderer for writing a post titled “Hey Wind” and giving me something to write about, a poem, I mean worambling (If in case you are wondering what it is : Word + Rambling = Worambling. Yes, I created the word! And please no applauses).
P.P.S : I used the same title as Wanderer. Hope that’s okay?

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