Silence
January 18th, 2012 § Leave a Comment
Whilst my senses, five,
Lay devoid of you.
Whilst my memories, nigh,
Paint pictures with you.
I thirst for words from you,
And all I get…
The baffling silence of Silence.
I sing to you, my song,
Apprehensions in mind,
A student that I am, nascent,
Seeking your dwell. And all I get…
The mysterious silence of Silence.
Is it a pat on my back
For luck next time,
Or loss of words, in awe?
My shallowness tells not.
I cry to you, my angst,
Foolish fears of love and life,
A learner that I am, bothersome,
In need of guide. And all I get…
The eerie silence of Silence.
Is it the trust in my character
to break free sans aid,
Or a reminder of my solitude, my noise?
My ignorance tells not.
Is the jargon of love, Silence?
Where words surrender, Silence endures?
I fall short.
There is a long way to go, then,
To seize the sounds of Silence.
