The River Of Silence Poem by Preeth Nambiar

The River Of Silence



And now there appears a seemingly narrow river in between us. A river of silence flowing in between our existence! It is twilight again, through the mist I feel it hard to see you standing up on the other bank or is it the tears blurring my vision? My beloved, I'm still here with melodies on my lips!

When I stay here awaiting darkness separating us forever, I expect a man dark old appear upon the bank with a tiny boat to carry me across the river. But it is getting late…I'm afraid of darkness…especially when I hear the strange noises breaking the silence. The chill penetrates my muscles.

And at last, here comes the old man with his tiny boat. ‘Tell me dear, where would you wish to go? '-he whispers. ‘Leave me with my beloved, up on the other bank, where she must be awaiting with pain in her heart with a longing for my touch'. The boat is moving, not across the river, but with the river, to a destination unknown.

I see him smiling, but afraid I am to utter a word as his rough words would shatter my heart! Silent I'm like the waters itself, with frozen thoughts. When I'm tired and fall asleep upon the board wet with teardrops, the boat would carry me with the waves to the vast ocean of salt, where life starts and where the life ends.

Forget me, oh my beloved, a wanderer I am who knocked at your door to fetch my thirst for love and light. You opened for me the doors to heaven and I remained forgotten my path behind - Cursed I am, the God of love, fallen from the skies, from upon the clouds on my way from hearts to hearts, from lives to lives!

And now, in this small boat, how long should I remain here, wandering across the ocean of salt! My fingers are still upon the strings and a song upon my lips! Here is my life- a song, a song eternal!
Do you hear my beloved? ?

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Preeth Nambiar

Preeth Nambiar

North Malabar, Kerala, India
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