Whisper

 

we pass through different emotions in a day….when it is shared, it’s either get tagged or neglected…only they got a meaning (read voice) when we are ourselves…where we are alone like a ruin…

the whisper pass unheard all the way

the whisper is heard all through this ruin.

all the way no one heard the whisper

all through the ruin, one can hear the whisper.

all the way, when the whisper was passed,

e’one call it by names–

wind, gust, breeze, storm…

but no one paid a heed to the sayings

the whisper, thus, pass unheard all the way

the whisper is, but, listened all through this ruin.

bygone whispers

the decaying bricks whispers

the flake of dust from them whispers

the trees that’ve grown ‘ween bricks whispers

(whisper whispers whisper)

all the way no one heard the whisper

all through the ruin, one can hear the whisper.

—xxx—

National Poetry Writing Month Day#8: Repetition of a Phrase or Just a Word

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