Dark giant ghostly clouds Silently spread all the way. The hope, along with light, Was going away. The sun thawed in the clouds. I wanted to see, But a teardrop Had come near me. The wetness of my eyes Dimmed the light. I lost my hope, I lost my sight. In a dead faint, I hit the floor. Fatigue and disappointment Continued to soar. The blood had flowed — I made a cut, And even the last door of hope Had been shut.

Tales of silence