Stiffled Silence

A gurgle rouses from deep within,

But the foam vaporizes in the mouth,

The drought within has lit a fire,

Burning my inside out.

The words inside have died a prenatal death,

The muffled cries mists into a long drawn sigh,

A thousand knives in this bleeding heart,

The beats heaving in a final goodbye.

The mouth is dry, and my tongue is tied,

Its utterances fail to form,

The silence creeps, Sly in its smile,

Along its quake, in this perilous night,

It conjures a blurring storm.

Vision blinded, a mother weeps,

The years take there thousand leaps,

A baby wails in a forsaken cradle,

Far away, in a long-lost land,

Fairies lie dead in a devil’s aisle.

But there was so much left for me to say,

So much to earn and so much to pay,

There was so much to lose, and so much to live,

So much to have and so much to give.

Alas! The silence took it away,

It killed my pains, stifled the joys,

Leaving me blank, numb and void,

Tomorrow has broken all its promises

The words lay scattered, dead and destroyed.

Faded images, unheard stories,

Dried up dewdrops on the Morning Glory,

Unfinished tales and forlorn lives,

Thoughts lie scattered, only silence thrives.

Author's Note

There are moments you feel you have so much to say, but somehow something obstructs your vocal chord.. the poem was born out of this idea and written in a similar situation. I don't know what made me write it. Just penned down whatever came into my mind. It is one of the few unstructured poems I have wrote.. there are rhythm in places, but it was unintentional... Hope you like it :)

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

"The silence creeps, Sly in its smile,"
I love the use of the English language. I said it many times. The Poets and writers from India are amazing. Your usage of the language made the poem a pleasure to read. You are one of the writers that make my reading worthwhile. Thank you for the amazing poem.
Coyote

[Priscilla Sayers]

I do like it. The pain, the loss, the anguish can be relateable to readers as many have this feeling. So many perceptions can be withdrawn from this piece as a whole. Nice work.
My perception:
Not wanting to taint others' views, mind you, so I will keep it brief.
As time evolves, so does this world and those in it. The year is ending, tomorrow has never been promised. Those who can feel the strength of emotions now, will understand that it is global. What you do in your present time will determine where your being will be in this evolution... optomistic views will fight through and muster up their strength to break through, survival instincts of the emotional so to speak. The negative view will bring despair to crush hope, falling to pieces without the will to rise again.

Well done! Great Piece.

P

[Moriarty]

Its BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can see where the idea comes from...and i think you have done an amazing job of putting it in words...very very very well done...