silence

Silence speaks a thousand words
Though speaking aloud
Makes you heard.
But when words fail to convey
What your heart wants to say
It is silence
Who makes its voice heard.
At times its presence
Seems discomforting

life began thus for me
today minus years twenty three
wading through rocks and stone
I stand here, nothing but flesh and bone.

Striving hard, that one purpose to find
To quench that longing thirst of mind
For without it, in lonely despair I wait
To peacefully enter the pearly gates.

Hope and faith, its all what i have
In destiny and in God above
Life in retrospect does seem empty
For a man who had ambitions plenty.

With broken armour I go from here
Not knowing if my end is far or near
This battle lost, but still keeps on going
To reach a target of no knowing