Out of silenceA Poem by being meirritated in dumbnessSilence may speak a thousand words in irritation, in anger, in boredom. I've kept silent in desperation, in resignation. To speak seems an effort useless and tiresome when against an obstinate monologue. My mind wanders to less trivial things in the midst of a sermon, a lecture, a tell-tale of worldly matters and all that skips the watermark of my comprehension. My mind heaves a sigh of relief at silence from the opposite end; as it starts working rapidly voicing out fierce replies all the while with my lips pursed into an impassive smile. It gets onto my nerves to be interrupted in the midst of my fantasies. I rejoice in the trivial things of nature-- of love, of beauty, and sometimes a black hole of nothingness. It muses me how a void of heavy talk could suddenly stir up words. Words that seem to illuminate my valley of silence... Words that seem to flow out so long as my mind is tepid and at unease... Words that owe its birth to the sound reaching my hostile ears... And when it stops, I'm out of my reverie and at the end of this page...
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6 Reviews Added on February 21, 2013 Last Updated on February 21, 2013 Authorbeing meThrissur, velappaya, IndiaAboutwell...i'd just like to say am being me...and i started writing as if in a response to the fact that i've to write my way to my own freedom... Googleskins.net - Google Skins more..Writing
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