Silence
Poetry
I stumbled upon silence yestreen,
upon the knoll of bickering thoughts
chiding, exposing, humiliating each other,
brickbats so hard, that I survived
that ruled my mind each day until dawn
But today amongst this clumsy game of hate all,
I found myself not participating at their helm at all,
a rush of peace in my river bed.
I became quiet
and the weird part was I did not force it upon myself
like I do each day
No, Quiet, Stop, Silence, recited one by one
instructions I gave myself, each day, only to lose the game
handicapped, a slave at the mercy of my thoughts but today
silence came to my rescue,
asked me to be polite!
Clumsy , a night of break down, perhaps
nothing more, he told me, that I can add on,
take a backseat and relax.
Sinking in peace, I was quiet and aloof
Watching them chide, snatch, humiliate each other
And amongst the chaos, pin drop silence prevailed,
into an insanely dark night
and my mind did not speak a word
as if that’s not my world!!
I felt I had bathed in the sparkling white
A dwight upon my soul,
embarked, I, for a journey new!!
I wondered was it a divine intervention
or was it the pureness and puissance of my soul,
whatever you can call,
I found it was bliss with which I was born!!
My mind is now a graveyard of those insane thoughts
that like a king ruled and flourished, like kingdoms in my mind
they pop up once in a while
I tell them to shut off now!
Before I was an active participant, a cynosure
but now I am the referee of the game
and I know well
when is the time to show the red card?
and the irony is, that the moment I am out
the other players quit
as if the game was all about me!!
what the rest of the players did,
I fail to understand!
I see many a mound of fleeting thoughts
Shining upon my crystal mind
A thousand graves of dead stars still shine
on a crystal clear night sky and
now with a cup of coffee in my hand
before the fireplace
I see the strangers of the night
pass by my window sill,
I tell them this is not your home
and dare to tell them good-bye
I hear crickets, cicadas, katydids shouting their throat out
and I bathe in the songs of universality now!
