Behind the cold stares
the crooked face
and the cold hearted greet
the ignoring ears
and the weary face
could you ever understand ?
what played in her ears….
what played in her mind
to your satires
how she survived ?
the years of failures
what it meant to be alive..
resorted to face of silence…
that silence which meant graver than fiercest storms…
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Offline) - Published: March 14th, 2022 21:25
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Dear Spiller !!
That's heart wrenching !!
"resorted to face of silence…
that silence which meant graver than fiercest storms…"
Extremely powerful lines !!
Very well written !!
Thanks dear Vamsi
Intense emotions arise when one stands on cliffs
Dear Spiller,
At the Cliff, Take this as a chance to see the bigger picture. !! Best of Luck !!
when we submit:
and quietude, becomes a bane
in our lives
than a sheltering harbour of solace..
oft
our face of demise, hints little
of the lifetime's we invested
in fighting, to find our corner
of sunshine kindness
in the face of life's unending
typhoon's of strife..
before, this hollow Silence
you're witnessing in the now
of the defeated, listless
they too, strived, hoped and coloured
the airwaves, bright
with their thirst for life..
before, the before
of a poet's words of empathetic mercy
exude her worth
in-spite of her, state
of self-loathing
lifeless, stealth...
(dear Poet
when my defeat, comes
remember me, kindly
in your sincerity of ink
and like her, even wrapped
within finite silence
I shall rest easy...)
Brilliant!!!
A deep imbibed ink touched me
In my solitude nothing could please
But this poetic reply
Handed over the whisk of hope
Thank you so much dear Mek for providing such a beautiful reply and advice
A ray of sunshine as I opened the window of wound of mine
I totally felt the emotion in this one. It's a strange feeling isn't it? The "cold stares" and "crooked faces." You expressed this well and those final lines were really intense. The silence. ✨👍
Lately felt those emotions quite hooked
But maybe in your darkest days
It acts as litmus test
To separate those who love you sincerely
To those who were always fake
Glad you liked my write dear Rocky
Wonderful work! Use of words as clever as ever! But that last sentence explains it all.
Thanks dear bubblehead
In midst of emotions
In turmoils of stress
Words of true feels coins the air
And we end up delivering some hard core facts
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