WORDLESS SILENCE

satishverma

Yes, your name was sliced off 
from the impasse. I will stand with you 
to track the continental drift. How little 
I knew about you and the prosthetic words. 
Again and again I return to ruins, and 
the dust and crumbling absence. Eyes 
will speak for the wordless silence now. 

Who will tell the truth for the murdered 
thought? The cognitive silence? You don’t 
want to see the light. The soul sits outside 
the body. Pollution hits the mind. The words 
eat the emptiness of facts and lies. A vertical 
descent of speech.I should not have 
listened to cries. 

A memory moves in zigzag manner, accepts 
the odyssey of man’s failing gods.

Satish Verma

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 5th, 2011 21:53
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