feminine, Love, Nature, poetry

Hundred Years of Silences

A blind woman I wandered

in the shadowy woods, oblivious

of the shades of my emotions

as I left behind the years of eerie

silences, unspoken verses,

random sentiments…

only to exhume hues of pinks,

blues, blacks and grays buried

alive in the unfathomable pits of

heart, unearthed the rusty clots

and residual tissues from the

bony emaciated rib-cage to

set them free in the translucent

liquids to flow in vast abyss

while listening to faint whispers

from my heart between the

chasms of two throbbing beats;

Shh! Let it go

Let it go…

Let it go…Shh!

Hundred years of silences..






47 thoughts on “Hundred Years of Silences”

    1. Thanks a lot Bill for your kind words, you remain the inspiration behind this piece. Thanks once again!

    1. I am so glad Sakshi you do, this poem is conceived out of my comment to Bill :), hope you are doing great

      1. Same too you, I am little late for pooja so today I am cooking food for the gods, halwa, puri and cholle on requests of my mother-in law 😁

      2. Arrey wah …….a full feast …… We make these on ashtami. Btw one day you should host a WordPress Meetup with with your recipes on the menu ………😝

      3. I needed to do same for ashtami, but I forgot and I was reminded yesterday so ran to the nearest Indian store, got stuff and now making. Sure ill host a feast but no guarantees afterwards!!

      1. Yes that I will do. But the pattern of the story will be

        2-3 lines of your poem
        2-3 lines of the same or different porm

        In re logging this will not be possible.

      2. Ok seek any help you need from me in story I am good in description, we can work together and plan, I will reblogg your story too.

      3. That would be great. Let me make a basic framework for the story. I will mail it to you and then leave all the description to you. Your ideas are always welcome.😃

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