Million Question

I have a million question to be asked….
Hanging in my mind….
Full of expection that you will answer it me…why?
But you were so silent and remain so sad….
You put your hand in my hand and you hold them so tight….
You cling your head in my shoulder…..
Still no words into your mind….
Tears flows in to your eyes…
Still wondering ….why….?
Your silent is like a killer that you put it in my mind….
What i have done, that i hurt you so much….?
I can never leave you my dear….
On the tip of a million question hanging in my mind….why…?

This poem was submitted by mirage@mahusay aken11308.


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