Today I died of silence,
The muffled death bell tolled;
Vibrating every fibre in my soul;
Dead words scrawled on my tombstone,
Decayed sounds in white cracked bowls,
No wind to write my epitaph;
Still flags of non alliance –
On worm gnawed timber poles.
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“The Silence” ,is a masterfully wrought exemplar of the poet’s axiom that less is more.A work honed to aesthetic perfection.
Again, thank you for the encouraging review.
sharp and splendid:)
Thank you Doctor.
A powerful write.
ramesh rai thanks
artistic and factually detailed both
Nalini thank you for reading and your kind comments
Nalini thank you for reading and your kind comments
Amazing pathos.. The Silence stays with you long after the poem’s been read…
Ananya, I appreciate very much you taking time to read the poem, and your comments.
“…Worm gnawed timber poles.”
Masterpiece !
tapeshwar you are very kind…thank you.
Splendid
Thank you..Kuchibhotla