The Voice of Silence

By Roopa Jadhav

The voice of silence..

Neither can the dead hear nor the ones alive and near.

The voice of silence is echoing endlessly

In the mind of a half slept soul that’s awake still,

Inspite of gulping a sleeping-pill..

Silence helps when words no longer are uttered

Either by her or by me..

I only pray she hears those million words

My silence conceals..

I only wish she understands those unsaid words

Wrapped in silent sequels..

Silently I wait for the quietness to be shaken

and the silence finally speaks..

But my wait now seems endless

As the words are turning cold and icy.

With every passing day

I’ve been only learning this bitter truth-

Silence is the language of a frozen mind…

None can decipher the words strangulated

by the test of time..

By Roopa Jadhav