Breaking the ice

Breaking the ice

This silence is not an umbrella
shading an intimate moment
It is a shroud over love’s lifeless form
Its forced smile resembles a secret smirk

This silence is not companionable
It lurks in dark lulls of speech
Leaving unvented hatred screaming in despair
Till the soul oozes from invisible gnashes.

This silence  does not slumber at night
For sleep is an exotic destination
temptingly serene in unread brochures
till fine print spoils the trills of talk.

This silence, weighing a thousand boulders
comes to rest amidst scattered thoughts
Feeding on painful vibes, tearing miserable cores
splintered edges speaking ominous dialects.



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