Wafts through the nocturnal silence
A whisper, resembling dawn's melody
Mind traverses the realm of muddle nimbly
towards the threshold of awareness
All of a sudden, pervades a knowingness
yet abysmal like the void across the abandoned
Senses reveal of something counterfeit
Heart keeps listening to its echo, the unsaid,
the dying silences
Khamoshiyan aakaash hai, tum udne toh aao zara
Khamoshiyan ehsaas hai, tumhe mehsoos hoti hai kya?
Beqarar hain baat karne ko, kehne do inko zara haa.
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