Monday, 31 March 2014

Screams in Silence

To immaterial I run from solitude.
Gravity binds far off stars as tears.
Unsettled minds quiver with passion,
As madness leads to private paradise.
The drowsy air hums like a savage.
And eternity amuses itself with my fluttering mind.
Every touch has hurt until I have turned numb,
No match can light this fuse.
But I must light up,
And set fire to my insides.
Till my tongue has been too burnt to taste,
There is nothing in this world, worth a taste.
No cacophony worth a hear
I have always carried this mask,
But now it is my only mirror.
In the hollow stillness of my mind,
 I know not where to hide.
Words protected only by closed lips,
I know I am screaming,

I know I am silent.
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13 comments:

  1. Sumana Roy11 February 2015 at 06:12

    a wonderful outburst of deeply felt passion...the close is stunning...

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  2. alan170411 February 2015 at 06:23

    I can that isolation and the "hollow stillness" , very powerful.

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  3. Brian Miller11 February 2015 at 06:28

    that silence, if we can find it, is a good place to start searching for that spark...that match...sounds like you know what you need to do...now you only need to do it...

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  4. Mary11 February 2015 at 11:55

    Sometimes silent screams are the loudest of all! Peace to you.

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  5. Gabriella11 February 2015 at 17:46

    I can feel the pain and the hurtful loneliness. Very strong words.

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  6. Peggy11 February 2015 at 18:15

    Ah yes the irony of the silent scream. Made me think of that painting.

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  7. Donna Smith12 February 2015 at 04:34

    Ha! I know this was not a funny poem... far from it! But the last three lines caught my attention as a former first grade teacher! "Words protected only by closed lips, I know I am screaming, I know I am silent." Oh, how many times I felt like screaming but remained silent and calm. A good teacher's (even a good parent's) motto: Never let 'em see you scream!
    Up until those lines - I was truly focused on the poem...it was very powerful. Sorry to have dissected it for my own use!

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  8. Margaret12 February 2015 at 07:59

    …a mask of silence. Oh, what we don't see…

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  9. Bev14 February 2015 at 11:18

    A powerful poem

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  10. Fascinating Quest15 February 2015 at 22:42

    Silence... while shouting inside. Pain screaming, silently. Haunting words...

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  11. Carrie Van Horn16 February 2015 at 14:55

    The hunger for meaning and love is a loud sound for sure. A beautiful and powerful write! :-)

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  12. artbyrae16 February 2015 at 20:31

    love the last two lines

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  13. Anita Sabat18 February 2015 at 18:59

    Touching words & so true, Suyash.
    Many can identify with this as they are silent though screaming from within...

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