Well coming back from memory lane here is something that is very fresh written just early this morning, the pic does not explain too much but somehow fits its something that can not be told.
Song Unsung
Another day another thought
Another way, today I sought
I path less seen I chose to choose
I believed in it and let faith loose
I clambered upon another soul
And lit a candle in a deep dark hole
The soul met another and the word spread
The word moved on long after it was dead
On some silent nights even now
If you listen properly I’ll tell you how
You can here me singing a song I know
A song that’s in the head I’ll let you know
It is a voice that can not be sung
It’s a feeling that lingers on every rung
The closer this song gets to thee
The better you know yourself and me
Kanishk Kakkar
20/06/2008
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