Unseen..

The world would not know, what happened,
A tear will fall unseen & the room of heart will be vacant.

There was a little rupture, behind every smile thrown,
In the most crowded lane, the heart felt little more alone.

The unheard story will be buried soon,
There will be one more scar added on that dovish moon.

The little dream of being just a playful child,
Will fade, will be forgotten or will turn mild.


There will be a human, the world would not know about,
An unheard scream & the little hope will drown behind the dark cloud.

The world will not know, which was once a happy lane,
is the one now, driving insane.



By
Sanjeevani Keshav