The Silent Scream

I run all day chasing ghosts my situation's so tense,

but then i feel your pristine presence,

breaking the spell of this deafening silence.

I wanna express myself, spill out my feelings,

words are endless, but i can't present myself in a sentence,

you are so true, so pure, i have lost control on my conscience.

Please try to hear to my unspoken words, you are the soul of my existence,

if you are gone, this world makes no sense.

you give me the strength, you are the angel's essence.

With you i neither remember my past nor fear the future, all that i have is you and the gift prevailing in this mystical present-tense.

{This poem is written by Rohan Jagdale (My Bro)}