Monday, August 27, 2007

Kuchh Na Bolenge

Sometimes silences speak, or weep, or bleed. One such moment captured and pinioned into a poem upon this page.


Julia Dutta said...

....could be the lyrics of a song you know! Very beautiful indeed!

ravi said...

You have so beautifully narrated the power of silence; sometimes it conveys more than spoken words. The little poem expresses solitude , and its woes and bliss.
I am impressed with your flow of poetry , which indeed has no language if it comes from within.
Ravi Sharma