a language of silence..

A language, ecstatic

Blissful, charming,

Quenching, drenching

talks, without words

Splashing, showering

Thirsty heart, empty head

Just one desire being led

brown or black

Your eyes are a deep sack

Let me read your dreams

you see that I can’t see

What you see through’em

only could promise,

I be a part of’em

blinked your eye lids

like flakier snow

had slowly fallen

and collapsed with snow..

and the wind had tried

blow it up again in the sky

..it touched the sky or not

it touched me a lot

gracious, merciful

your eyes speak marvel


a language,

I read, no one else can

the way you speak,

I tried replying..

you didn’t understand

I believed instincts

it never helped.


It suffocates,

you don’t understand

you don’t read, what you speak

you.. really?

this world, your creation

of our silent conversation

was the only thing I had

now..I don’t..

I read it again..

I try to read it again..

I tried..

no one at the doors.. knocking! panting!

silence.. sigh!


T’was a choice of silence

T’was realized

T’wasn’t apt


language of silence..


in silence..

eye images (1)scale

18 thoughts on “a language of silence..”

    1. You are about to be a DAD soon.. so you can listen to that language only 🙂 Karthick God Bless you very soon with what you had imagined … a new born baby in your arms talking to you silently …

  1. Hi, what a lovely poem. I prefer meaningful silence to meaningless chatter any day of the week. Thanks for following my blog. You’re a sweet soul.

    1. Thanks Jeanne for liking. I too prefer meaningless chatter any day in place of meaningful silence.. it never works 😀 your blog is good.. was a lovely visit.

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