Nobody said anything
Just read what he wrote
As If it was a story he must have heard
Across the road
As if we are sure that's a path he must have not crossed
But it was penned with the ink of his blood
Nobody said anything
Cause it would be weird
He wrote down all the pain
Nd left it open to b read
It was read - just read
As it would be clingy to react
Saying I'm there ,you are not alone.
Will make them look absurd
And why won't it
After all this world is all abt watching it happen and not react
But then who am I to complain
As I'm a part of this race
Acting dead.
©gunjanbhati