Silence Unexplained

As you keep on embedding long pauses 

between your words,

Sometimes I feel you have very little left with you

to speak out.

The moment I start thinking that I would

offer you  solitude as a gift to cherish ,

I hear my name being called silently.

Once again I turn back,

only to listen to you.

I've tried a lot , but I could never snatch away

from you ,

this tiny yet so tight stake you had on me.

Whenever I had thought of cutting this very last string ,

Enthralling reverberations of rumbling 

sound prevailed in my mind.

Dreams of placenta have disturbed my sleep many a time.

Every-time  I keep expecting 

that, this time indeed, you would break your silence;

you would share with me the experiences,

the truth you learned during self-desolation.

waiting endlessly, the Time loses "melanin",

grows old with grey hair.

We remain the same,

the prehistoric smiling faces,

unfazed, unchanged , unexplored;

just you and me.

Reviews

[Rachelle]

Ok. Since you sent this again, I will review it once more.
Sometimes, time will make one's perception of a particular piece evolve - where once I reviewed this from the stance of a bystander, I am now living it.
We all have to go through it, I guess. People come and go. Perhaps, these are moments that jar us from our sense of complacency to find lessons each relationship - as each begins and ends.
At the end of the day, we only have ourselves to face and figure out if we have become who we were destined to be or not… and the silence will be unexplained no more.

[Anand Sehgal]

Thanks dear. I am honored to get two different takes from you on this write. I am honored that you spent quite some time with it :)

[Muse]

We remain the same,
the prehistoric smiling faces,
unfazed, unchanged , unexplored;
just you and me.

you have a stunning way with words. So glad you stopped my way, I must read more of you!

[Anand Sehgal]

thanks a lot. you are lavish with your remark, I must say :)

[Lydia Shutter]

"Dreams of Placenta" leads me to believe this is about your mother. The relationship between mother and child is very special, but also very complicated. We are always trying to please our mothers and no matter what we do, it is perceived to be a reflection of the way we were treated by our mothers. If your mother is still with you, explore the relationship....ask about her youth....ask about her dreams. You will never be sorry you did. So much emotion packed into every line of this one. I enjoyed it. Lydi**

[Anand Sehgal]

this is not exactly about my mother , it is a metaphor for a very strong bond. My equation with my mother is extremely good. It is an abstract thought. Thank you for the insightful review :)

[Rhiti Bose]

I think this is one of your best creations.

'Whenever I had thought of cutting this very last string ,
Enthralling reverberations of rumbling
sound prevailed in my mind.
Dreams of placenta have disturbed my sleep many a times."

Superb, just simply superb. Poetry that wrenches the deep hidden emotions of my soul. My soul doesn't stir much this days, this lines woke it up. Thank you.

[Anand Sehgal]

Thanks a lot Ma'am. I am humbled by your words :)

[TL Boehm]

waiting endlessly, the Time loses "melanin",
grows old with grey hair.
We remain the same,
the prehistoric smiling faces,
Deep deep poetry.

[Anand Sehgal]

thanks a lot for the kind comments. Glad that you felt connected :)

[Frieda P]

I thought of this as a rebirth of sorts, deep read, I think I'd have to read it a few times to get the full flavor of all its nuances. Enjoyed Anand.

[Anand Sehgal]

Thanks a ton for your kind words :D I'm Glad

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

I agree with Pryde...this is somehow different from your other work. I'm not sure if it is just the form or the flow, or the wording, but I feel a different "sense" to your voice in this. I did quite like it; many parts are very deep and thought provoking. I feel the heartfelt emotion emoting through your concept.

[Anand Sehgal]

Thanks a lot dear, for spending some time with this write :) kind review indeed

[Rita L. Sev]

We remain the same,
the prehistoric smiling faces,
unfazed, unchanged , unexplored...

A depth of meaning in these lines, a stagnant relationship portrayed perfectly. Well penned

[Anand Sehgal]

I am trying to learn from your previous remarks and tips. Glad that you liked this piece .

[K. Louis]

the truth you learned during self-desolation. -- loved that line

you connect a little deeper here. well done.

[Anand Sehgal]

Glad that you liked it friend :)

[Kelly Scheppers]

"We remain the same,
the prehistoric smiling faces,"

Never allowing the emotion to surface..."unfazed, unchanged, unexplored." You are showing great depth in this one, Anand!

[Anand Sehgal]

Thank you Kelly for the kind review . Glad that you felt connected :)

[Sami Khalil]

"Once again I turn back,

only to listen to you.




I've tried a lot , but I could never snatch away

from you ,

this tiny yet so tight stake you had on me.




Whenever I had thought of cutting this very last string ,

Enthralling reverberations of rumbling

sound prevailed in my mind."
A splendid read and write...Thank you for penning...:)

[Anand Sehgal]

Thank you my friend for kind comments :)

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...:)