My sighs
not yet betrayed
for his desires,
My sighs
not yet yearned
for a figurative wish,
My sighs
not yet imprisoned
in her lullaby,
Voices, always reminders,
Yesterday, a cuckoo sang
of frozen dreams,
At times, I hear coughing sounds
of a whirling puzzle,
My voice hears me not,
Am I silented to speak?
Minnu Serah
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/voices-always-reminders/
