Speaking front wall

"25th April" a day which is terrible for me to understand between my deeds. But I was not wrong in myself . All my fault is that I never spoke in front but spoke within myself. Time will speak.

Quite anonymous, 
very strange,

imagining the worse
a great Passover.
My words are not just words ,
they are for the up-comes,
I have nothing to speak
but have a lot to reveal.


Time will convey,
time will describe
until my soul is with you
since the time began.
Truths will reform
from an edge to an end
till there is my love
and my blood.

This is maybe not the right time
to right to give a clue 
everything must not be stoned 
until they all are water.
I'll never take back my words
nor I'll be flowing towards,
until the time comes
I stay as candle as no other.

Time is there ,
god is there,
watching the untold mysteries 
and unexplained reasons.
Someday there will be shout,
someday the mouths will speak
but NO!
It's not the right time.

Never worry about my given voices,
I'll rather die than taking back,
I'll carry out everything

directly or indirectly.
The walls will speak talk
everything will stood walk
I spoke some selected histories 
but time will not let everything remain closed.
Histories , truths and love ahead.  

Author's Note

personal life.