Thursday, June 10, 2010

hush now.

How strange and vile is this damned silence;
It pushes your imagination
To travel in all directions, four.
Brings your loved ones closer,
By thought.
And finds those memories of lost love
Whether you’ve made an attempt to search or not.
It seems they’re all at your arm’s reach
Though they exist afar.
It makes you wonder
Every other silent second;
If someone is also thinking,
Of you,
Right now.
Toying around
With your brittle faith
As though it’s its voodoo doll.
Hush… Hush… Hush…
Hush...
Hush now.
Don’t say a word or dare to think aloud.
Hold your breath or don’t breathe too hard
You’ll know exactly, what I’m talking about.

5 comments:

Tamarind~ said...

Yea true! Hush hush :)

Matangi Mawley said...

Beautiful!

rina said...

..hushed... :)

Priyanka Khot said...

Your words capture the moments of life, which make every second worth living! Beautiful.

So much to learn from you, Sir!

sweety said...

Your style has changed a lot..:)

Story teller, come back