My silence too has a voice
Killing me whenever i feel it
As though, i am responsible for my silence
How to let it know, how much do i want to lend a sound!
I want to listen what it desires to say
Somewhere within me
i am apprehensive about my silence
It carries many dark secrets within its heart
A powerful sound will world hear
If it finds a voice
A beauty at present can turn into some ugly disfigured truth
Reopening resurfacing
a darkness of tunnel in vivid bright lights
A distraction killing fun, bringing world to an halt
A time comes to standstill
A madness showing up on time with silence
A silence oblivious of itself sticks to promise it made
Never to utter... Never to utter
Its tongue has been slayed
Silence will never show its ugly figure
It will bear unfathomable pain
To the extent of its death
Till the silence gives away to voice
And thus silence lay dead on the street of love
Love dead with silence and nothing besides silence
Kalpana's imagination
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