The Unheard Voice
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    • Nov 26, 2022
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The Unheard Voice

By Manasvi Srivastava


It's just a passing wind

I try shouting at the person next to me

But only silence is looking at me

I am walking too but why are we getting further

apart?




Why am standing here alone?

Why is only my world stopping?

I see them fading away, farther and farther

I don't care if it's just one person , please look back, please hold my hand

I don't care if it's just one time, please hold my hand Someone please stop for a moment


By Manasvi Srivastava




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