Eyes were still heavy with dreams; the morning was half illuminated–
sun will rise w’in a few bits. My first cigarette of the day turned bitter, though,
freshly lightened as I saw you. There was a smile and silence ‘ween us. So many
things I want to share; so many words my craving soul yearned to be spoken
but nothing came out. The silence, the unsaid are our destiny I presume as my
soul still carry the burden of the haunted past depicted through my eyes
and you, pretty lady, could read that with your gifted womans’ extra sense.
A chance what I had asked for. You still haven’t responded. But, it does not
hurt, you know, it’s may be the craving to be with s’one has washed away or it
may be the demeanour of my soul, who has turned it face away from all these
things, all these ties with names as relation, love, trust, confession…
so I’ll not ask you one more time…take it as a statement from mine. I’ll wait
for your sayings, for your decision. Till then let the unsaid, silence speak…
Shorthand Used: W’in: Within; S’one: Someone
The poem is somewhere between being Angsty Love Poem and Sad Love Poem.