No more words

I have no more words left
I've used up each and everyone .
Do you hear me or do you want me
to go on and on , like
the tickling of the clock ?

You , who've written so many poems
at the twinkling of your eyes
whilst I labour on and on
with doubts and fears !
And you have stolen all the
words from me. so I have
no more words left.

Poems of yesterday were
sound and gay .The poems I write
now are about rains and tears.
I have no more words left,
you have stolen my words.


I have no more friends left , for you
I forsook every single one ;
Now they forsake me.


I don't wish to see the moon or
the stars . They are there to mock me
with their mischievous eyes.
I have no more words left .


I will tell the wandering winds
to go on wandering so I can
hide in my own shell and
not be blown to pieces.


The world's better be a
silent one ; so I can dwell
in peace and solitude
like a secluded hermit
with my thoughts concealed .


But I'll continue writing poems
for without their company
I'm more forlorn .
But I have no more words left.


I know , one day I'll be the lamp
in the dark .Now I 'm keeping
company with the fireflies
for I have no more words left.