Selling the silence
Truth etched across the face
Through the arms of melancholia
Yet lips smiled in silence,
with the toast of sweet lies
Holding the scary tears
In the dark oblivion.
For we are the silence
Silence after the hilarious laughter
That stares those faces
With the warmth of love.
Sometimes, we are the silence
before that cute kiss
Lingering in the awaited bliss.
We are the silence
Laughing at stammering propose
That comes before the happiness snows
Also, the silence before the tight hug
Awaits to calm
the hurricanes inside of us.
The silence
In the blazing fire of commitments
Sustaining the touch of affections
Filled thoroughly in the eyes
Squeezing the bags full of emotions
Like an inevitable surprise.
Also, we are the silence
Deafening the core of broken heart
In the pages full of darkest secrets
That our emptiness imparts.
Senseless chaos echoing from the past
Troubles us with
Faces so familiar
Promises so similar
Lies so casual
Fakes so actual.
But, time and again
We Slip in the silence-
Silence before the goodbyes
Sometimes in the teary eyes
Silence before our hate
Sometimes for the time and fate
Silence looking for the bygones
Dragging to the realm quite unknown.
But Still,eager to drown
in that quite unknown realm
Like a solitary man
deepening his fright
Searching for what he lost
To get in sight.
Little do we hear
Or little do we care about
the questions hidden in silence
the answers written in silence.
Yet we forgot to listen the pauses in the voices heard
to read the spaces between words.
For ages that has gone
Silence never had meaning
And we sold silence
Often to break
And for ages that has yet to come
Silence will never have meaning
And we will be
selling the silence
Not to create
But as always,
to break!
Silence, powerful, beautiful and filling. Perfectly captured friend. Hypnotizing message
ReplyDeleteThanks mate
DeleteYour poem whispers the sound of silence.
ReplyDeleteYour poem whispers the sound of silence.
ReplyDelete