Saturday, December 29, 2018

Does it matter?

What does it matter
That there is no happiness to share?
The pain remains faithful
And persists in the heart's lair.

When does it matter
That a fleeting moment stays?
I hold my dreams always near,
And wander far, losing my way.

Whom does it matter
That we walk together a mile?
To strangers all along,
Until the end, the journey seems futile.

Why does it matter 
That I could never say it loud?
My thoughts remain silent
As only my words were allowed.

It does not matter 
That I know it may never be mine.
When it parts the clouds
It is still called Sunshine.

-- Archana

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