WORDS NOT SPOKEN
Not always all words need be spoken
Song of silence contains melody hidden
From all such words remain unspoken
Kept secretly inside the heart`s cavern;
Our wishes aspire with wings to fly
Sailing on cloud boat in open blue sky
Playing with wind overlooking the meadow
Where crimson flowers bloom under hill shadow;
O n lonely moments, when dusk befalls at conch sound
Also from somewhere azaans vibrating around
Our unspoken words do come out from its hidden shelter
Along with our desires disappear into the unknown anywhere:
Then the old Moon would assemble all those lost words oneday
To coin a fable to be told to the seagulls—as they say.
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