Emotions Poem by Avinash Nair

Sometimes, the rudimentary
Sediments of the arbitrary
Sentiments that lie in the deep
Settlements of your mind
Rise to your surprise, to remind
That you're a man who is
Afraid of the loss.
You're the one who have had
Known silence, because
Speech is a lost cause,
And when all that you say, fails
Short of sense,
As what you speak trails
Back into silence.
Having witnessed the words rise
Like tiny particles of dust,
Float in the air, visible just
In the little light, that enters
Your mind.
Where it settles down
On the musty floor of memories
Waiting for an external force
Of ulterior motives to force
Out meanings, that was never meant,
Tones that was never lent.
You feel the need to not to speak,
As you see the talking done,
With vivid senselessness bleak.