Silent Prayer...

Let the rain pour out from the heavens

As an answer to the prayers...
Insane God irrigating the barren farms below
While the thirsty hearts wander in search of words to knit the prayers...
To wash away the wounds made by the cracks of the lands !!!

Land or memory! They fit in the same box...

Awaiting the rains to fill the cracks inherited as a grand possession
Made the eternal slaves of the vows made with Time !!!

A silent prayer offering a sacred sacrifice, 

The Tear

Unheard as it slides down the struggled heart
Finding a way to VANISH into the unheard worlds...
The cost of which is just the replay of a broken memory !!!

No fancy words but just the silence representing the restless soul

Before the assembly of the gathering of Gods...
To stand bold and make the statements unheard by humans
As the lips quiver, delivering the angst as a message to the unseen Gods !!!

The thirst remains !!! In search of Waters....

As if the Lands are on the move, migrating!
So are memories, running in search of rain to wash away the cracks with in!!!