Tuesday, March 27, 2012

The Shrill Voice

There was a shrill voice within,
Longing to see the light
With each passing moment
It grew louder and bright.

It didn't stay there for long
As louder became its screams,
Sounds of half-fulfilled wishes
And long abandoned dreams.

And then I asked those troubling voices
What is your wish and what do you want?
It spoke, and I replied -Your wishes are unreasonable,
And asking something that I can't.

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