Unspoken!

Each step is frozen
Life is still unspoken.
When someone makes it fade,
One feels not to tread.
All what it wants
Is to make it trance.
But here trance is classic,
Life seems to be tragic.
No one guesses it certainly,
Splitting the time leisurely.
The rolling of dice in a tray,
Is all what you can say.
Each step is frozen
Life is still unspoken

You say it is all over,
In your mind halts a cruising rover.
It is the start of breathing,
You make it cease, its your thinking.
It can be studied , the entire reaction,
Steady decrease in the interaction.
It makes your thinking slow and numb,
There was a time when you were pinkish plumb
Its the time whenever you blink,
There is only one thing you think.
Each step is frozen
Life is still unspoken

Ideally, its a festival in heart's town,
But you say it is a blow down.
For this mysterious rain,
No shelter you can attain
You say nothing at all,
A bed of roses, you gradually fall.
It seems everything is a graffiti,
Steadily it makes a lunar plurality.
You try so hard, a step to take,
There are assumptions you can make.
Every step is frozen
Life is still unspoken

There is always some fear,
You think your heart can tear.
Life comes alive at a point,
That you consider a perfect joint.
It was like you are on a rove,
The freedom of an innocent dove.
You feared when it headed south,
Once again no words poured from mouth.
It could hurt and hurts well,
The last time you would say it a hell.
Every step is frozen
Life is still unspoken.

-By Sunil Kumar