Secret Talking Poem by ritty patnaik
Secret Talking
no words
no songs
no existence
of my voice.
but.....i am
talking to him.
footprints of his
turns into whirlwind
to make a word,
to understand.
is it neccessary to talk,
share views,
and to urge a demand,
for conversation?
when you already talked,
before departing from him,
into the womb of worldly mother?
how many times
thoughts are making
and breaking!
making a vacume
of empty basket.
to fulfill and hear
his soothing words
before sorrow,
pierces the heart.
this sound and words
are his,
this creation and salvation
are his.
is it really, you want to talk?
while your secret talks
has been already whispered
and spread,
in the cosmos of your
existence!
Whenever I have visited the temple I have prayed in silence! I do the same in my residence! But it is said that the temple where so many people pray, makes it a hallowed place! But everyone rings the hanging bell as they enter! I never did that earlier! But after reading about Pythagoras and his musical theory, I have started to ring that bell on entry! THANKS FOR SHARING! 10! -Raj
A beautiful mystic poem, yeah you're right the words can be felt without making a sound and besides not all sounds are uttered for our physical senses, I find it a write of high quality, deep, piognant and yet uplifting. Just the very notion that you're not alone, makes you strong and content and miseries lose their power on you, thanks for sharing and inspiring us!
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4/30/2024 3:09:05 PM # 1.0.0.1119
True, true, no need for words, for he knows our thoughts and needs, we just have to submit them to him......... Wisdom is running through your poems, with poetic words......... Milica