Hoping against hope, <br />when the sun shines at me... <br />not too much to get burnt, <br />but glaring it is... <br />Silence is getting louder, <br />let loose all the strings. <br /> <br />Quite finished with something <br />that earlier used to disturb.... <br />or may be it doesnt disturb me anymore <br />because I can't find anything, <br />besides this Sore...<br /><br />drishti magoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/numb-77/
