Decorated Silence Poem by prasanna kumari

Decorated Silence

the trail of smoke pronounced my name
hesitant to leave.......
the sky, burdened...
transferred it to the clouds
to rain on your rooftop
know that...know that....know that it is sorrow's rain
of silenced pain
to be shattered on your window pane
or to bounce back

in between us
a sea of grief to drown and breathe in
the failure of uncomfortable realities
and
let me swallow the darkness of your loneliness

Oh no,
you are not alone
the squirrel winking from a distant tree
fluffy tail, soft and gentle
peeping into the secret corners of your mind
the black black bird with shrill voice
adding glow and glitter
the red robinbreast spreading her melody
the sky with slow moving cumulus
making the bitter memories more friendly
the Sun sometimes too hot
as a narrative of our imperfections
roaring trees trying to hide shadows, echoes and mysteries
and her child cold breeze alleviating the miseries

May I be the night to balm your eyes
devouring your fears
or plead the sky to lower the stars to fill the breakfast bowl of wrong delicious equations

your loneliness mocking at me...
I leave you
decorating my silence
the silence between unspoken words
the words disappearing into a song of tune and tone
to fill your plate, platter and palette

returning to people who don't even deserve tears
and
the husband I never have