Sameer's Writing Playground

My scratchpad of life thoughts

Don’t shut the voice

Don’t shut the voice
That cries to be heard
Yet when it speaks
It’s not me
The language of the tongue
Is not the voice of the soul
But I think you hear me
Dear friend
Thank you
Don’t ask for a plan
Don’t ask if it will work
Don’t question me
For the voice you hear
Is not the one that speaks
The answers I give
Are simply lips moving to your tune
But come find me in a moment
When our eyes meet
And together
We will see what is possible
Ask me


  1. Macbeth James

    July 13, 2016 at 2:35 am

    Thanks for that 😊

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