Spent clock does not wish to translate time
Cold silence agrees with the wintry sentiments
Words won’t be used for depleted emotions
Heart won’t wait for the unreliable promises
Tears will be joyous and sparkle with love
Secrets will give way to clarity and hope
Eyes will seek the other side of life in earnest
Voice not a murmur but distinctly audible
Words aren’t useless but warm the silence
Inside, there’s an evolving truth of future
~Amitav