Swarming up to my spines, <br />The lusty fingers, <br />As I walk, <br />In the silent wind. <br />Singing the eternal elegies of life, <br />My mind crumbles with the bygone years, <br />Played in the tattered strings of seclusion, <br />Provoking my core with an enormous thrust, <br />Cracking up my heart with ablaze, <br />I can hear my blood seethe, <br />As I walk, <br />In the silent wind. <br />The fate of my survival, <br />The spill of the fiery memoirs, <br />Tormenting me brutally, <br />Stabbing my soul second by second, <br />Tears that streamed down my eyes, <br />Turned acidic today, <br />I hear them still bawling, <br />As I walk, <br />In the silent wind.<br /><br />Priyanka Bhowmick<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-the-silent-wind/
