When words come back to haunt us still
Words we uttered and the words we didn’t
With all our dreams hung out to dry
Only our firm belief in ourselves
And the articulate resonance
Of the universe in which we live
Helps us help those who cannot help us
Gives us what we cannot freely give:
Blessed with the testament of grace
In the shadow of the struggle
Between the single-mindedness of sin
And the sharp-edged voice deep within.
Can realize the resonance
Thanks for the comment, Ramesh.
Beautifully penned poem and the last part is superb.
Thank you, Pramila Khadun.
Reverberation en-tact! Beautiful!
Thank you, Tapeshwar.
Exquisite poem sir 🙂 , loved the way you penned up the inexplicable feelings of what sometimes resonates between said and unsaid words to bring up memories,dreams and further to put us into the lane of retrospection and thereby sometimes introspection.
Thank you, Maya Dev.
this poem stands high with a good loud call.. only internal harmony help us to be harmonious with everything around us.. beautiful one 🙂
Thank you, Sarala.
The churning in the thinking human mind is courageously reflected and the Eternal Conflict–aroused inside by the Social Conscience between Righteousness and a Compulsively Wayward nature–leading to catharsis, pithily portrayed .
Thank you for your perceptive comment, Kumaara.
Enjoyed reading your poem.
Thanks, Marieta.