with that vacuumed silence
aura of which surrounds you
words don't mean a thing
when they topple over each other
vying for attention
I take your cue
hurl mine out of that window
watch them melting into the air
I slump on the floor alongside you
even though that silence hammers
at me. I let it and wait.
This is great :-)
ReplyDeleteI loved the thought behind this piece. As writer's we have a tendency to view words as the most important thing, but this poem proves silence to sometimes be the better choice.
ReplyDeleteLove the last two stanzas. Sometimes getting over the urge to fill silence with words is hard, but worth it.
ReplyDeleteWords melt.
ReplyDeleteTakakow
Deep and you make the right point.
ReplyDeleteWow, now that is an emotional piece! Very vivid.
ReplyDeleteSometimes you are a Dumb female in the best possible way
ReplyDeleteI like this. For a poem about silence and waiting, it's very active, almost violent.
ReplyDeleteWonderful use of words to decry their abuse.
ReplyDeleteThe image of throwing dangerous words out the window and watching them melt will stick with me and maybe help me not say that thing I know better than to say the next time such an occasion arises.
very beautiful.
ReplyDeleteAnother amazing poem. I love the way you take something so simple, like words, and turn it into such a profound work. I love the last stanza. It is very vivid and piercing.
ReplyDeleteWow, nicely done Gautami... steal the moment, my breath, my words...
ReplyDeleteyou stole the moment....no words left now!
ReplyDeleteTopple, vying, cue - again a lot of things to learn. Thanks for that. And for this little scene about the biggest thing on earth.
ReplyDeleteBest wishes
Ralf
again, perfection
ReplyDeleteThis reminded me of people in conflict whose words just tumble over one another as they blurt things out. Silence is sometimes a blessed relief. A gift.
ReplyDeleteThe idea of a "vacuumed silence" suggests that even thoughts are sucked out of existence! That is absolute silence! Delightful poem!
ReplyDeleteI love how your poem responds to the prompt and makes it your own in a lilting, almost surreal celebration of love and poetry. Ah, patience!
ReplyDeleteI love this one.
ReplyDeleteSometimes more is said with silence than all the fancy words in the dictionary. Love this Guatami.
ReplyDeleteTami, you write from the heart. This both lovely and sad. Excellent job.....
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http://thephoenixandtherose.blogspot.com
love-Melanie