A Soundless Cry (Poetry)

Her fingers dance on the piano 
but she's looking at the door 
Dreading the moment he walks in, 
forcing her to give him more. 

The floorboards creak eerily, 
The doorknob slowly turns. 
At the mere sight of him, 
her stomach painfully churns 

Tears shield her emotions, 
but not the disgust on her face. 
She knows he can humiliate her, 
In more than a hundred ways 

The music stops almost instantly, 
Her fingers ache; trembling, sore 
Even though no one can save her, 
Her hopeful eyes don't leave the door. 

Crouched against the wall, 
she curses the cruelty of fate, 
for locking her up in this room, 
filled with terror and hate. 

She trembles at his sight, 
If she shouts, no one can hear 
Her helplessness thrills him, 
He laughs at her fear 

Even his shadow makes her shudder, 
So, she knows she'll never flee 
But she won't stop waiting for the day, 
That brings his death and sets her free...

Life Means You (Poetry)

My Most Favourite Memory 
Is That of Your Beautiful Face 
But Now that Days Have Passed 
My Life has Lost Its Grace 

I Remember Our Shy Smiles 
Our Reluctance At The Beginning 
But That Was Long Ago 
Now Life Has Lost Its Meaning 

I Will Always Remember,
The Way You Made Me Feel
But Now, I'm All Empty
My Life Has Lost Its Zeal 

You Made My Heart Soar, That Was Your Speciality
But Everything Is A Memory Now
My Life Has Lost Its Reality 

I Remember Your Sparkling Eyes,Our Stolen Kisses Under The Trees
But These Thoughts Trouble Me Now,
My Life Has Lost its Peace 

Ever Since You Jumped 
Ever Since That Fatal Fall 
I Find No Reason To Live
My Life Has Lost It All

A Soundless Cry (Poetry)

Her fingers dance on the piano 
But she's looking at the door 
Dreading the moment he walks in, 
Forcing her to give him more 


The floorboards creak eerily, 
The doorknob slowly turns. 
At the mere sight of him, 
Her stomach painfully churns 


Tears shield her emotions, 
But not the disgust on her face. 
She knows he can humiliate her, 
In more than a hundred ways 


The music stops almost instantly, 
Her fingers ache; trembling, sore 
Even though no one can save her, 
Her hopeful eyes don't leave the door. 


Crouched against the wall, 
She curses the cruelty of fate, 
For locking her up In this room, 
Filled with terror and hate. 


She trembles at his sight, 
If she shouts, no one can hear 
Her helplessness thrills him, 
He laughs at her fear 


Even his shadow makes her shudder, 
So, she knows she'll never flee 
But she won't stop waiting for the day, 
That brings his death and sets her free...