Sometimes When We Can’t Sing

Sometimes When We Can’t Sing 
 We Write. 
 But There Is Something Absent In The Ink. 
 For Without Sound 
 A Story Is Silent. 
 Without Sound 
 The Melodies Are Mute. 
 Without Sound The Rhythm Dances Alone 
 Without Sound The Music Resides In Poems 
 But Hiding Behind That Which Should Have Been Sung.

Published by Silent Singer

The Silent Singer

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