Clustered head
Pacing heart
Unsteady hands
Short of breath.
I ponder over nothing
Yet I have everything to ponder over.
What thoughts, What ideas,
Walk in and out, I know none of them,
Yet they weigh tonnes in my chest.
The thudding reaches my throat
The exhales hisses into my ears.
Gracious me! These silent thoughts
How noiselessly they shatter me into pieces.
Goodness me! These defeaning crunching
Of my shattered pieces from under my feet as I pace around my mind….
I crave silence,
I crave for peace.
Shhhhh! What is that I hear ?
A voiceless cry!!!
The yelling echoes !!!
Oh! how I crave for some peaceful silence…
A Silence that would not speak
Not even the echoes of whispers are heard.
