Empty Yet Full

By Utkarsh Yadav

A poem, or an empty page of a poet,

Which one speaks more?

An empty page, a canvas of silence,

Where thoughts are trapped in an unseen war.

A poet rendered inexpressive,

Mute by choice or by fate,

A silent echo, a voice suppressed,

A heart that cannot articulate.

Or a poem expressing soul’s death in words,

Where every line drips sorrow’s ink,

A testament of loss and despair,

A mirror where shadows think.

Which one speaks more?

The unspoken depths of an empty page,

Or the cry within crafted lines,

Both hold a language of their own,

Both resonate through different times.

One whispers of what might have been,

The other shouts what has been lost,

Silence and speech, both intertwined,

Each bearing a heavy cost.

By Utkarsh Yadav