Treasure Island

Shivani Agarwal


The Silence


Something was smouldering inside,
Since several dark nights
Tossing and turning about,
Desperate to come out
To be free as a bird,
In the form of Words...

A dream, some hope, or pain or desire?
I laughed, and moved on but,
Cries were getting higher
Aaah! They hurted, I was a liar.
Found a corner to hide,
And sat down to write
Searched the depths of my soul
Something came out after a while...

No words can paint,
The hopes I carry in vain
In the world where all is play,
I fear being called insane
Silence is my color,
Painted all over
Deep and blue like the sea
Can't set them free!
One day I'm sure
they'll rest with me...

Submitted: Friday, August 17, 2012
Edited: Thursday, August 08, 2013

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  • Rigzin Namgyal (10/10/2012 6:20:00 AM)

    ..you have been able to paint that picture of hopes..by setting free these few hundred birds..called as words...
    ..silence was your color but i would say that writing was your roar..
    ..lovely..keep writing Shivani.. (Report) Reply

  • Bharat Mehru (8/18/2012 6:31:00 AM)

    Silence is my color
    painted all over
    Deep and blue like the sea
    can't set them free!
    One day I'm sure
    They'll rest with me

    These lines brought tear into my eyes....! Heart touching
    I liked the poem. Please read & review some of mine too. (Report) Reply

  • Neetha Sasidharan (8/18/2012 5:08:00 AM)

    grt poem....grt lines....grt rhymes.....grt imaginations.....
    evrthng z grt abt this poem....kp writting.... (Report) Reply

  • Sawan Dhyani (8/17/2012 6:37:00 AM)

    A dream, some hope, or pain or desire?
    I laughed, and moved on but,
    Cries were getting higher
    Aaah! They hurted, I was a liar.
    Nice lines! (Report) Reply

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