Silence

                                                                   Silence

Silence....

Silence speaks

When no language suffices

When words become insufficient

It hangs in the air between you & me 

Like water vapours

Tears waiting to be shed..

 

Silence speaks

It is screaming now

echoing it own shadow of mirth 

Like a clown aping its own actions

 

Silence speaks

It is mourning the  death

Death of our joys, our dreams, our ambitions

Like a lead wall

Every action, every commotion bouncing back to one's self

 

And yet 

I sit... silently...

Acting as if nothing has happened

To appear unconcerned...

The tears vanished, unshed....

Absorbed by silence  

   

  

 

Sometimes you feel like a caged bird that is trapped in a cage, even if the  cage is made of gold, it would still be called a cage. right?

No matter how happy you look from outside, inside you know there is a volcano looking to burst...
But with no outlet, u just let it cook up, until you are ready to burst yourself...